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letra de on one! - notxxxayne

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[intro]
ah, f-ck, f-ckin’ b-tch
ugh

[chorus]
ayy, yo, talk on my name, know he on one
pull up, brand new car ’cause i brought one, b-tch
and i’m f-ckin’ on my b-tch in a condo
then i dip up out her life like a john doe, b-tch
got a bankroll, b-tch, i got a lot, though
n-ggas beatin’ on my d-ck like a bongo, b-tch
got the drums in the back like a congo
can’t keep a convo, dip pr-nto, b-tch

[post-chorus]
that n-gga better run from the gunsound
heard the n-gga blanket not with the f-ck ’round
have a n-gga body like a window, shutdown
heard shawty like a block bust, n-gga, run down, b-tch
gas like a baby sh-t one pound
whole block gettin’ popped, there was one found
hoppin’ on my d-ck with the li’l f-ck mouth
you a li’l f-cktoy, better make it cum now, b-tch

[verse 1]
i’ve calmed down since thе last album
’cause i got a little cash and i found some brеad in the x spot
yeah, i’m talkin’ ’bout my n-gga malcolm
spike lee gave a n-gga head like i’m falco
that’s not me in the back door, creepin’ out the window
when i hit it from the f-ckin’ back, ho
got a little bread when i get a n-gga dead with my slime
and i’m cardiac blue with my slatts, ho, look
any tone i own, the shade double the price
with the rims on the side, i doubled it on a bike
i can’t really f-ck a b-tch ’cause you wanna pick a fight
when i get that b-tch gone, edison, i’m talkin’ light—
work hard in the d-mn sun
i might have to pop a n-gga with my d-mn gun
i’ma get a n-gga blown like a samsung
sl-t li’l b-tch, give a f-ck ’bout your pants, bruh
[chorus]
ayy, yo, talk on my name, know he on one
pull up, brand new car ’cause i brought one, b-tch
and i’m f-ckin’ on my b-tch in a condo
then i dip up out her life like a john doe, b-tch
got a bankroll, b-tch, i got a lot, though
n-ggas beatin’ on my d-ck like a bongo, b-tch
got the drums in the back like a congo
can’t keep a convo, dip pr-nto, b-tch

[post-chorus]
that n-gga better run from the gunsound
heard the n-gga blanket not with the f-ck ’round
have a n-gga body like a window, shutdown
heard shawty like a block bust, n-gga, run down, b-tch
gas like a baby sh-t one pound
whole block gettin’ popped, there was one found
hoppin’ on my d-ck with that li’l f-ck mouth
you a li’l f-cktoy, better make it cum now, b-tch

[verse 2]
i’m the only n-gga that can really do this
cut a n-gga off like the hair up on my pubic
f-ckin every b-tch that bumpin’ to my music
kick her out the spot like the juice wrld shoes
n-gga said he like the blues, told him, “find a li’l clue, b-tch”
talkin’ ’bout her throat, n-gga, show me what it do, b-tch
quit throwin’ yo’ p-ssy for a n-gga, you get used b-tch
you the only one on my do li—

- notxxxayne

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