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letra de addicted - paygotti

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[intro]
boy, i think about it every night and day
i’m addicted, wanna jump inside your love (what you think, b-tch?)
i wouldn’t wanna have it any other way
i’m addicted and i just can’t get enough (hold up, ayy)

[chorus]
i’m addicted to the funk, lot of gun smoke
slide with baby bro ’cause he gon’ yank it ’til his thumb broke
a basic b-tch, i had to drop her ’cause her funds low
she ain’t wanna run it up with gotti, she’s a dumb ho
wrapped him up a while ago and n-ggas ain’t slide
you can run and duck behind the ‘gram, but n-ggas can’t hide
popped him while he was on live and call it facetime
this a baby glock, but it be barkin’ like a canine

[post-chorus]
stomped down, track runner, she my top feet
wish that he could step the way i step, but he is not me
they better turn the city up if n-ggas pop me
but hold on, brother, bend that block again, i’m finna drop ski

[verse 1]
f-ck the lovey dovey, where that bag at?
if she ain’t breakin’ bread, then that the type of b-tch i laugh at
tryna eat, so what the f-ck these n-ggas mad at?
i’m racin’ to the chicken, we gon’ see who get the last laugh
[chorus]
i’m addicted to the funk, lot of gun smoke
slide with baby bro ’cause he gon’ yank it ’til his thumb broke
a basic b-tch, i had to drop her ’cause her funds low
she ain’t wanna run it up with gotti, she’s a dumb ho
wrapped him up a while ago and n-ggas ain’t slide
you can run and duck behind the ‘gram, but n-ggas can’t hide
popped him while he was on live and call it facetime
this a baby glock, but it be barkin’ like a canine

[post-chorus]
stomped down, track runner, she my top feet
wish that he could step the way i step, but he is not me
they better turn the city up if n-ggas pop me
but hold on, brother, bend that block again, i’m finna drop ski

[verse 2]
easy money, i ain’t never need no hand out
know some n-ggas mad, i moved around and took the bag route
hit their block it’s like i’m tryna take the trash out
say he want his head, but i can’t let my brother crash out
road runnin’, chilli chaser, this a bankroll
box a n-gga in and do him triflin’, that’s a case closed
call me mr. make-a-movie like it’s bangbros
broke b-tches make my stomach hurt, i swear i hate those
[outro]
i wouldn’t wanna have it any other way
i’m addicted and i just can’t get enough
just can’t get enough
boy, i think about it every night and day
i’m addicted and i just can’t get enough
i wouldn’t wanna have it any other way
i’m addicted and i just can’t get enough
just can’t get—

- paygotti

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