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letra de damn fee - never broke again & quando rondo

[intro]
(casbangz, he got that smoke with him)
ayy
n-gga, i remember one time i had one of my lil’ n-ggas with me in the studio in la
and he wanted to hit a b-tch in the studio room
i told him, “huh, here go the car keys” (oh my god, it’s beemer boy)
go f-ck that b-tch in the backseat of the g-wagen
you know? you know we on that amg sh-t

[chorus]
shorty said she wanna f-ck me, that’s a d-mn fee
i told baby, “this the chopper house, not a bandy”
helicopters out, the coppers wanna bam me
i don’t f-ck with other trappers when i’m in the d-mn street
she don’t f-ck with other rappers, say she only jam me
all grams, no ‘grams, i don’t do thе scamming
i know i might go to h-ll ’cause this ‘cat a d-mn demon
and if you lookin’ for mе, girl, i’m where them rubber bands be

[verse 1]
we got gallery department, we got palm angels
i got thots that different colors like a power ranger
i hit the block, then take it over, i need all the paper
i’m on the block with my lil’ soldier, clutchin’ glocks with lasers
i told that b-tch to eat my c-ck ’cause i don’t need a favor
i love the guap, could never put a b-tch before the paper
my homie locked down in the box, he sleepin’ with a razor
i’m eatin’ lambchop in a lamb’ truck, i done elevated
my teacher thought i was gon’ fail, i was a sixth grader
now i got all this f-ckin’ money, f-ck an education
and just in case the feds come, my lawyer got an eighty
i know i treat her dead wrong, but i’m a project baby
i need somebody to save me
[chorus]
shorty said she wanna f-ck me, that’s a d-mn fee
i told baby, “this the chopper house, not a bandy”
helicopters out, the coppers wanna bam me
i don’t f-ck with other trappers when i’m in the d-mn street
she don’t f-ck with other rappers, say she only jam me
all grams, no ‘grams, i don’t do the scamming
i know i might go to h-ll ’cause this ‘cat a d-mn demon
and if you lookin’ for me, girl, i’m where them rubber bands be

[verse 2]
we got lean, we got powder, we got xans, we got percs
we got beans, we got power, we got bands up the burst
pull up your pants, i won’t lack, i done nutted on her skirt
about my brother, ’bout my round, i’ll put your mans on a shirt
fresh as h-ll, look at shorty, dapper dan on the curb
these n-ggas quick to cuff a girl that i can spank on the first date
it only cost a couple grand to get that ass, go through surgery
i heard you got up on the stand on a murder case
lil’ shorty real, she get a tan every thursday
lil’ shorty channy, jackie chan, burberry
my homie made so many bands sellin’ thirties
them shooters in a minivan, clutchin’ thirties

[chorus]
shorty said she wanna f-ck me, that’s a d-mn fee
i told baby, “this the chopper house, not a bandy”
helicopters out, the coppers wanna bam me
i don’t f-ck with other trappers when i’m in the d-mn street
she don’t f-ck with other rappers, say she only jam me
all grams, no ‘grams, i don’t do the scamming
i know i might go to h-ll ’cause this ‘cat a d-mn demon
and if you lookin’ for me, girl, i’m where them rubber bands be
[outro]
(casbangz, he got that smoke with him)
(oh my god, it’s beemer boy)

- never broke again quando rondo

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