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letra de tic tac toe - moneybagg yo

[intro]
(drumgod)
yeah, it’s the sh-t

[chorus]
chop
in memphis when we f-ckin’ on these hoes, we say “choppin'”
i’m choppin’ this lil’ b-tch straight from the back, that p-ssy water
uh, i chopped her ’cause her body (thick)
lil’ juicy booty jolly
when you touch, it’s soft as cotton
ayy, pull up in a lambchop (skrrt)
fresh cut, b-tch, i am chop
this switch come like a hand-chop
you steal, you get your hand chopped
i chopped up some money with my n-ggas and gave ’em all charms
i done chopped the city, talkin’ ’bout, “b-tch, this where i come from,” uh, uh, uh

[verse]
been buyin’ b-tches watches, it’s nothin’ new, switch up the topic
i been buyin’ b-tches bodies, that’s what i do for all of my options
n-gga, the feds been watchin’, want the opps out the way, but i think ‘fore i drop it
n-ggas ain’t able, denzel, stop it, i let ’em hold the ap up and pop it
i don’t care, i just threw this on, but they gon’ say i gave it
wock’ star, cup of syrup, blunt of ‘za to keep me faded
in the air
player mindset, these hoes for everybody, we can share
she text me “‘bagg, you broke my heart,” i told her, “go to urgent care”
two can play that game (us both), told a b-tch, “tic-tac-toe” (it’s fun)
ask, can she bring one friend? (of course) told her, “yeah, bring one more” (i want her)
stuck with me like siamese twins, i got ’em both, f-ckin’ ’em like i’m broke, uh
only way i fly you in, you gotta pull up eatin’ d-ck at the door
i’m on your flight, rich n-gga, my wrist bigger, n-ggas lil’ bitty, uh
i just might fire this b-tch, hire this b-tch, quick to dismiss ’em
i be in the trackhawk or the rolls truck, i don’t like the bentley really (nah)
hoppin’ out, fresh as f-ck with the doors up, you ain’t seen these tinteds (shine)
forgin’ my rims, they choppin’ (ah)
so high that my ears be poppin’ (jet)
they see my jewelry and copy (clone)
these n-ggas my children, adoption
shoutout to g-o-d, vvs choppin’, bite, you might go blind to the eye
these n-ggas ain’t sippers, drinkin’ that cheap-ass green, actin’ like they major high (put it up)
take the battery out your back, you a rookie (ain’t nothin’)
you ain’t gon’ knock sh-t back, big p-ssy
all black, pop out, big boogie (with the chop)
get to jookin’, you hear that fully
shrimp-ass n-gga, couldn’t chop my b-tch if i let you
all on the net tryna play with the brand, don’t force my hand, n-gga gon’ make me clear my schedule
[chorus]
chop (go)
in memphis when we f-ckin’ on these hoes, we say “choppin'”
i’m choppin’ this lil’ b-tch straight from the back, that p-ssy water
uh, i chopped her ’cause her body (thick)
lil’ juicy booty jolly
when you touch, it’s soft as cotton
ayy, pull up in a lambchop (skrrt)
fresh cut, b-tch, i am chop
this switch come like a hand-chop
you steal, you get your hand chopped
i chopped up some money with my n-ggas and gave ’em all charms
i done chopped the city, talkin’ ’bout, “b-tch, this where i come from,” uh, uh, uh

- moneybagg yo

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