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letra de when did i miss? - nikshoww

(verse 1) –
uh, sippin’ that wok
play with the gang, you get hit with the mop
diamonds be dancin’, my chain full of rocks
ridin’ around with the pills and the knock
pop em’, lettin’ off 35 shots
stuffin’ the racks inside of a box
cook in the stu, i be stirin’ the pot
coppin the benz right off of the lot

(hook) –
b-tch, look at the diamonds, glist
wrist, i make a transaction while takin’ a p-ss
i walk in the function, walk out with your b-tch
mof-cka tell me, when the f-ck did i miss?

(verse 2) –
i might just live at the bank
the cold, hard cash what i countin’ smell dank
i stay with them sticks like i’m climbin’ a tree
and she on my body, she payin’ the fee
f-ckin’ the baddest cowgirls in texas
f-ckin’ the best, alexis texas
throw on a fit, she say i’m impressive
just a hit milli, this sh-t is a blessin’
sippin’ that drank, you sippin’ on mud
all the bad hoes in the club to the front
pull out that glock on that boy he run
i can’t be cashin’ my money, got tons
(hook) –
b-tch, look at the diamonds, glist
wrist, i make a transaction while takin’ a p-ss
i walk in the function, walk out with your b-tch
mof-cka tell me, when the f-ck did i miss?

(verse 3) –
gave her my kids and i’m bouta go spin on the opps
them mof-ckas tryin’ my b-tch
the way she suckin’ my d-ck like it’s givin’ her life
she might as well empty the clip
and i got that cash, we on go
yeah, sippin’ that wok, movin’ slow
yeah, i cannot ever go broke
lil b-tch, she got pretty feet, she show off her toes
yeah, i’m from new york, i be steppin’ outside when it’s brick
hoes know i got the moncler coat
if you is not suckin’ my d-ck without hands then b-tch
you better off keepin’ your mouth closed

(hook) –
look at the diamonds, glist
wrist, i make a transaction while takin’ a p-ss
i walk in the function, walk out with your b-tch
mof-cka tell me, when the f-ck did i miss?
(verse 4) –
i got my goons in the place
she tappin’ out, she can’t keep with the pace
send out a hit while she givin’ me face
heard he a snitch now we run from the jakes
got cash
he wanna beef on the net
his b-tch in the back and she shakin’ that ass
i’m swervin’ the benz
i roll up on your shawty, was only your b-tch in the past
i got these b-tches, they fiend for the drugs
they know i be smokin’ on all of that gas
i got that sh-t that you cannot imagine
b-tch, i’m not into puffin’ and pass

(hook) –
look at the diamonds, glist
wrist, i make a transaction while takin’ a p-ss
i walk in the function, walk out with your b-tch
mof-cka tell me, when the f-ck did i miss?

- nikshoww

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