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letra de playa - nav & gunna

[chorus: gunna]
rick owen lens (player)
who there hoppin’ out the benz? (player)
ooh, i’m f-ckin’ on her friends
two, i pull up with twins (slatt)
mink flow, she on her shins (player)
deepthroat, i’m goin’ in (player)
my crew done f-cked all of her friends (player)
we here so they know to come in

[verse 1: gunna]
rich n-gga stunts like my b-tch, spread the new ‘bach-‘bach truck
gunna, look what you did (look at it)
too many hoes to be showin’ me, too many love gettin’ too much of this d-ck
too many shows, i been takin’ like too many drugs
i’m like, “f-ck it, i’m lit,” soon as i bust, told her, “split”
she looked at my face, like, “you son of a b-tch”
mix codeine and soda like cheese in the grits
i told her come over, she wanna get hit
i bend that sh-t over and choke on my other ho, l!ckin’ her cl-t
player
i’m in and out like a stitch
my d-ck like a drug, get a fix
gave her a dub, but i’m far from a trick
throw that sh-t up and i swear i won’t miss
[chorus: gunna & nav]
rick owen lens (player)
who there hoppin’ out the benz? (player)
ooh, i’m f-ckin’ on her friends
two, i pull up with twins (slatt)
mink flow, she on her shins (player)
deepthroat, i’m goin’ in (player)
my crew done f-cked all of her friends (player)
we here so they know to come in (woah)

[verse 2: nav]
lost a few friends, but i made lots of ms, so whatever, like, f-ck it, i’m rich (i am)
too many bags i’ve been gettin’ got too many hoes, i forgot that i hit
work when i want, but they pay me a lot every time that i put in a shift
price gettin’ higher, but i still be pourin’ an eight, every time that i sip (let’s go)
i hit the gas and i blow her a kiss, engine be talkin’, my wrist got some lip (skrrt)
my mama a rover, i made my dad cry when i bought him a benz (cry)
player, everythin’ lit, you hear my chains in my song when i’m poppin’ my sh-t
and i ain’t dm her twice ’cause she answered me on the first time that i slid
b-tches move funny, it ain’t about money, i really don’t care about it
keepin’ it player, i’m never gon’ change who i am just to front to a b-tch
don’t got no feelings and i see a heart every time that she bendin’ it over
never gon’ settle, my mind is gone, with the wind, if i’m wifin’ or blow her

- nav gunna

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