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letra de pop shit - nyla belladonna

pop my sh-t
here n-ggas come with they pitch
he do not ball the n-gga can’t catch
he better come wit the mit
i like to dance
so when i get a chance
imma pop it on my hands
look at his pants
i can see him and his mans
they finna pop a few bands

b-tch i’m nyla bella donna
on the beach in fendi roma
p-ssy so good
make a n-gga smack his mama
make em cut a b-tch a comma
cut me check
aretha
gimme my respect
franklins all by my breast
gimme him a sec
he bouta uber me a jet
just to get some of this wet wet

imma wrap this p-ssy ‘round his head like durgag
this a specific ocean (splash)
he got waves now

i can bag the n-ggas that you can’t b-tch and you mad

(to bad ,so sad)

she wanna change now

b-tch lymeric lyricist
i’m a empiricist
you can get jiggy with this sh-t
b-tch you got beef with the ny
f-ck the street
gimme six on the beat
f-ck it take it to the streets
icy b-tch
so i keep my heat on my seat
so i keep my foot on they necks
these b-tches is choking
they know i’m up next
yeahhh
b-tch i’m riding with the stars
i’m the cars with r’s
b-tch i got bars
riding with the ar
b-tch you dancing with stars
gimme a break
these n-ggas all on my case
f-cking n-ggas in the face
how does it taste
spitting fire cremate
yo career up in a vace b-tch

yeah

how many b-tches you know that say that they rap but all got the same flow

how many scammers you know that go cop designer
and take it back to the store

how many n-ggas you know that say they got b-tches and f-cking the same hoe

i know that they wanna be in my level but b-tches is still on the same floor

i been climbing up the ladder aiming at you while i’m at it chutes and ladders
he tryna cuff it and k!ll it
i told him black lives matter
i ain’t with the chatter so he gave me all of his cheddar then he laid me out on his platter cause i’m tasting better
he said this ass getting fatter and he wanna beat it like batter
let me think
i told the n-gga he right
i told him i be eating rice he got me some ice
i told the n-gga he nice
for me the n-gga sacrifice
that boy got meat i wanna beat it
i am a treat
he wanna eat it
these n-gga all gotta really come tricking
if they want me to come treat it
these new rap b-tches make me yawn
poof i’m here now hoe begone
these n-ggas can’t never f-ck till dawn
save this pum pum like you sp-wn
that one b-tch that hoe that dissed me
i think shorty really wanted to kiss me
i think she wanted gimme some head ain’t using her brain , tell her come with some bread
yeah!!!!

- nyla belladonna

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