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letra de issa vibe - nikeboymeech

(intro, juicefrmchiraq)
-harmonizing-
d-mn cmf, you made this ho?
hahaha
double s-g
-whistle-

(verse, nikeboymeech)
uh, huh
i’m on this perc, i f-ck her like a bear (perkie)
and you n-ggas broke, need to stay over there (broke)
i wish a n-gga would, boy i wish a n-gga dare (wish a n-gga would)
n-gga f-ck all the opp’s, we gon’ plot on they death (f-ck tha’ opps)
hop out, get to squeezin’ til’ ain’t nun left (pop out)
finna sh-t on these n-ggas, i’m just livin’ by best (sh-t on ’em)
we gon’ knock off ya top, you can keep your lil vest (top)
b-tch ain’t never been right, so i played that ho, left (uh huh)

that b-tch wanna f-ck and i told her “i guess” (f-ck)
got more work than a teacher at school at her desk (work)
this b-tch got a fat ass, i’m still not imprеssed (fat ass)
she hop in the showеr and bathe we caress (pop out)
we eat all the snakes cause we at the bird nest (we eat snakes)
on the way with that pack cause i make that b-tch fetch (pack)
ima f-ck her til’ it hurt, she might wanna stretch
ima break these n-ggas bones, foot on they neck
go with that move and ain’t no second guess (go)
b-tch its double s-g we got k!lla’s on deck (double s-g)
in the trap, catchin’ plays like i’m odelle beck’ (trap)
everybody hate meech so i’m feelin’ like shrek
she sent it while i’m drivin’, might f-ck around n’ wreck
gimme that p-ssy real fast cause i don’t even text (p-ssy)
b-tch i really want yo friend and then i’m on to the next (yo friend)
n-gga play, he gone die, lil n-gga that’s a bet (yuh)

(verse, juicefrmchiraq)
i got a country b-tch, she cook me chicken and cabbage
be f-ckin all night, i’m a young jack rabbit (uh huh)
she like that i’m young, she love i’m a savage (savage)
don’t ask for my blunt, h-ll naw i ain’t passin’ it (uhn uh)
i got a b-tch she from mexico
she call me papi, i hit her with daddy strokes
don’t f-ck with 12, but i’ll beat undercovers though
she do not care where we f-ck, on the bed or floor (uh huh)

she got that wet, think i need me a paddle-boat (we)
i need that head, b-tch i need ya melon (gimme that)
murder that p-ssy like i am a felon (beat it up)
i am not drake, b-tch i don’t got feelin’s (uhn uh)
after i nut, take off, i’m bailin’
do it right there, no nelly (uh huh)
i ain’t dmx but i’m all in her belly (what?)
i don’t like young ho’s, i ain’t r kelly (uhn uh)
ain’t no f-ckin’ at the crib, ima take you to the telly (yea)
black lives matter, i don’t want no sh-lly
ima give her this meat, and i ain’t talkin no deli
she gon’ eat me up like a god d-mn hot dog
took a shot in her face like i’m god d-mn chris paul (shhh)
hit her with the stick and i ain’t talkin bout no softball
she a soul sn-tcher, that’s her name in my call log (-ring-)

(outro, juicefrmchiraq)
for real
b-tch callin’ my phone right now n’ sh-t man, you know
you feel that mothaf-ckin’ vibe n’ sh-t
she tryna take a n-gga soul n’ sh-t man
happy people
on my soul, on bro
smoke good, good zaza. good zz
you know we blowin’ gas
nikeboymeech juicechiraq
yea, gang, gang
-whistle-

- nikeboymeech

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