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letra de fw that - peezy & kash doll

[intro]
(cutter we rich)
yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 1: peezy]
got her own bag, yeah, i can f-ck with that
hit her one time, she ain’t comin’ back
yeah, drop a perc d-ck, i’m the best at that
yeah, pin her legs back, let’s have a wrestling match
b-tch, yeah, throw them f-ckin’ racks up in the sky
let him fart on all my freaks, she suck that d-ck and she ain’t shy
i been trickin’ off, buying that b-tch, chanel, eatin’ lobster tail
we been stayin’ at five-star hotels, shoppin’ everywhere
yeah, yeah, i heard it ain’t trickin’, if you got it
love to trick off on my b-tch, shе held it down, plus she solid
love to put hеr up on game, when i slip up, she keep me polished
eat that ass fresh out the shower, then we f-ck for a few hours, ayy
love when she gets dressed, put that sh-t on, she too hard
i ain’t trippin’ baby, get whatever you want, here just take the card
treat you like the first lady, have you walk around with a guard
f-ck them b-tches, just let ’em talk, her chanel purse break they heart

[chorus: peezy]
yeah, fine as h-ll, got her own bag
yeah, i can f-ck with that
chanel purse, brand new g-wag
yeah, i can f-ck with that
she bought her watch, you can’t take it back
yeah, i can f-ck with that
yeah, i can f-ck with that
yeah, i can f-ck with that
she go to school, and she be dancing
yeah, i can f-ck with that
she hit the road and she be scamming
yeah, i can f-ck with that
i buy her sh-t, she buy me sh-t too
yeah, i can f-ck with that
yeah, i can f-ck with that
yeah, i can f-ck with that
[verse 2: kash doll]
every boss need a boss b-tch, yeah, i can f-ck with that
pull this gucci panties to the side, i like to f-ck like that
i can make a check when i dream, don’t give a f-ck about rap
every time i blink, ching-ching just made a couple bands
i’m not in a regular bag, this a duffle bag
i think my haters dating now, i made a couple mad
my exes in my texas like i want they ass
i think my baby daddy born on st. patty ’cause he a lucky man
still got the upper hand i can f-ck with that
i got a hood pass and passport to match
first time he saw this ass, yeah he wanna cuff it
put this ass on the plate, he gon’ call it supper
boss b-tch, up in awe sh-t, you talk sh-t
sea sick, lookin’ at my chain, you nauseous
if my watch break, call a plumber, this b-tch a faucet
i’m not drake, it’s over for you hoes, i think i lost it

- peezy kash doll

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