letra de don't you - peezy
[intro]
no
ayy
(da realest)
[verse 1]
you will give that p-ssy up to a lame, won’t you?
you’ll f-ck a lil’ n-gga with a name, won’t you?
bitter at your baby daddy, b-tch, ’cause he ain’t want you
you done f-cked them broke n-ggas, now you feel ashamed, don’t you?
you will shoot a thousand beans to the k, won’t you?
and you’ll double right in three days, won’t you?
you’ll jump on [?] on the plane, won’t you?
and you a lesson real n-ggas run a train on you (da realest)
he be smokin’ on them different strands, don’t he?
everyday, that n-gga got some different bands on him
he be rockin’ different j-panese pants, don’t he?
and he be hangin’ with them n-ggas, bust your head open
[chorus]
you know my n-ggas ain’t to be touched, don’t you?
you know these hoes ain’t sh-t, and you can f-ck, don’t you?
you wanna get that fast money in a rush, don’t you?
you wanna catch them n-ggas slippin’ and get the ups, don’t you? (fa, fa) (realest)
you wanna pull up in ballet in a bentley, don’t you?
you wanna be the flyest n-gga in the city, don’t you?
you want it out the mud and grind up on a million, don’t you?
you want them bad hoes to know you in the building, don’t you?
[verse 2]
you want them bad hoes to know you in the building, don’t you?
you want them rat hoes to know you gettin’ chicken, don’t you?
you stayin’ mad low, you know them n-ggas snitchin’ on you
what they gon’ try for? and they know you keep that pistol on you (da realest)
that’s your b-tch but you know i still hit it, don’t you?
i be rubbin’ on her nipples while i’m l!ckin’ on her
bend her over from the back, switch positions on her
and leave that ho right where she at, go get a different woman
every day, i’m smokin’ out a different onion
every day, i’m pickin’ up some different money
if the pints still in the glass, i’ma pull up on you
f-ckin’ for an hour and a half, made her give up on me
n-gga
[chorus]
you know my n-ggas ain’t to be touched, don’t you?
you know these hoes ain’t sh-t, and you can f-ck, don’t you?
you wanna get that fast money in a rush, don’t you?
you wanna catch them n-ggas slippin’ and get the ups, don’t you? (fa, fa) (realest)
you wanna pull up in ballet in a bentley, don’t you?
you wanna be the flyest n-gga in the city, don’t you?
you want it out the mud and grind up on a million, don’t you?
you want them bad hoes to know you in the building, don’t you?
letras aleatórias
- grant claytor › letra de on the floor - grant claytor
- snuffer › letra de turn the blue grass red - snuffer
- larrenwong › letra de dead wrong - larrenwong
- hannah schaefer › letra de let the light in - hannah schaefer
- grasstowne › letra de blue rocking chair - grasstowne
- nej › letra de yay seher oyounoh - nej'
- white town › letra de turn away - white town
- after the calm › letra de better days - after the calm
- bug bites › letra de that’s pathetic, you little heretic! - bug bites
- marko glass › letra de tbx - marko glass