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letra de of course - pimpton

{intro]
ah…i get it of course /
i came to get it of course/
yeah…ou…push on yo b-tch like…/

[hook]
push on yo b-tch like the force/
ride on a b-tch like a horse/
n-gga i get it of course/
n-gga i’m lit like a torch/
got ya girl lit like a torch/
ride on a b-tch like a horse/
push on yo b-tch like the force/
i came to get it of course/
i came to get it of course/
i came to get it of course/
i came to get it of course/
i came to get it of course/
push on you b-tch like the force/
then ride on a b-tch like a horse/
n-gga i’m lit like a torch/
i came to get it of course/

[verse 1]
n-gga i’m up wit my cl!ck/
my d-ck stood up fo yo b-tch/
yo b-tch stood up on my d-ck/
i light up a blunt while i hit/
i phasin these n-ggas legit/
step out wit ya hoe, make her bring me the grip/
if i make a flip then my paper legit/
if that paper don’t flip then i’m raiding ya strip/
hoe bet ya p-ssy gon pop, yea ho bet that p-ssy gon pop/
i’ll throw you one right on the spot/
i turn a housewife to a thot/
these n-ggas don’t have what i got/
these n-ggas dont have what it takes/
to stay up all night on the block/
awake like an owl at a quarter to six/

[bridge]
just to push up on yo b-tch like the force/
she wan f-ck wit the plug n she heard i’m the source/
shawty open ya mouth and i enter her voice/
it’s the life that i chose but i didn’t have a choice/

just to push up on yo b-tch like the force/
she wan f-ck wit the plug n she heard i’m the source/
shawty open ya mouth and i enter her voice/
it’s the life that i chose but i didn’t have a choice/
i just had to…/

[verse 2]
i f-ck up ya whole operation/
i want it right now i’m not patient/
if she say her menstrual came gracing/
im d-ckin that -ss like a pagan/
….i need 100 bands like last week/
need another 100 bands just to p-ss me/ had to run up on the track like a track meet/
just to get some front from ya b-tch in the back seat/
just to go stunt on ya cl!ck like a athlete/
skinny n-ggas runnin in ya home l!ckin fat heat/
and f-ck all em questions you asking/
the b-tch chose me its tragic/
now watch me get turnt, like a keg stand/
….never ever let the right hand hand kno the left’s plan/
you two left hand n-ggas bout catch death fam/
n no i can’t loosen my grip, i got a lead hand/

- pimpton

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