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letra de ya ya - motheo xo

verse 1:
motheo xo:
pull up lil bih’ with the fit
shorty be scoping she look at the fit
if shorty bad then she get hit
shorty so fine and she tryna get hit
my money a l!ck,adidas the kick
a lil’ n-gga get with the stick
pull up with the blitz, hit him with the fist
my n-gga we tryna’ get lit

pop it,lock it
paint so wet and it look like the tropics
xo lavish and the x for exotic
your bicth on x ,in her mouth like a topic
my ex b-tch keep the racks in her pocket
but she ain’t got a whip so she gotta walk it
she know im the plug,main socket
this life is my baby don’t know what to call it

scottie, pipen
all these hits i swear not missing
fill my cup i can’t stop drinking
ass so fat that sh-t not shrinking
pullin’ up like the sleeves on a shirt
pullin’ up cocaine white merc
pullin’ up at the back if they see me i might have to cancel and she gon’ be hurt
pull up and i’m getting them bands up
bank statements telling me that you bankrupt
lame n-gga wanna join my fan club
i was soft n-ggas told me to man up
b-tch body just look like a straight cap
sleeping pills so i just need a quick nap
put in work,sweating related to the tap
f-ck you already said it can’t take it back

i gotta put this sh-t out
my n-gga got a indoor pool in the house
i used to sleep on my gran mama couch
these n-ggas breathe with my name in their mouth
huh,coolest n-gga in the south
talking ’bout some sh-t they don’t know about
these n-ggas much rather live for the clout
i’m on some buy that sh-t don’t check the amount

bridge:
ya ya ya ya
ya ya ya ya

verse 2:
young nide:
ya,21-9 yea we come from the south
had to tip that lil b-tch ’cause her p-ssy so warm
i’m ’bout the money you can keep all clout
n-gga tripping on me man that uzi gon choke
i’m with the igbos got white for the low
cant get me on your songs
your budget too low
verse 3:
young nide & motheo xo:

come with the ego
gon’ f-ck on your hoe
you mess with my bro
we right at your door

stalk on my b-tch while i f-ck on your hoe
you play with me once
we sn-tching your soul

that lil b-tch she like to play with her nose
she came with no clothes
and left with the snow

your brand new b-tch wanna jump on my pole
i hit her one time then tell her to go

we flyer than crows
mastered the drip and they calling us pros

ya ,ya
i’m dripping like woa
reach for my sh-t boy, you gon’ get smoked
yea, yea
her daddy a cop
but i still finessed her like he is not

huh ,yea
your daddy an opp
just like your gran dad you n-ggas get popped

- motheo xo

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