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letra de in my cup - pistolero2k

[intro]
ah, it’s in my raccoon wounds
in my cup, uh
in my cup, uh, yeah
in my cup, uh

[refrain]
you don’t need that sh-t, lil’ b-tch, let me hold
you don’t need that sh-t, lil’ b-tch, let me tote
i’m pourin’ the act’, i’m pourin’ the potion
i’m sippin’ too much, got me in slow motion
he runnin’ away, i’ma need to reload it
i ain’t even geekin’, like, is you high?
huh? how the f-ck do you know this?

[chorus]
pour the wok’ in my cup, tell that b-tch, “top me up”
louis v with the studs, lil’ b-tch, what the f-ck you want?
lil’ b-tch, i can’t even walk ’cause of all this actavis
b-tch, i’m tellin’ you, when i pull this heater, i won’t miss
yeah, yo’ b-tch, she want some pics for the motherf-ckin’ ‘gram
i just scammed a white kid, fifty for a f-ckin’ gram
now he tryna call back, sorry, there’s no refund
b-tch, i’m lurkin’, you can’t see me, feelin’ like john cena
yeah, yo’ b-tch, she want some pics for the motherf-ckin’ ‘gram
i just scammed a white kid, fifty for a f-ckin’ gram
now he tryna call back, sorry, there’s no refund
b-tch, i’m lurkin’, you can’t see me, feelin’ like john cena
[refrain]
you don’t need that sh-t, lil’ b-tch, let me hold
you don’t need that sh-t, lil’ b-tch, let me tote
i’m pourin’ the act’, i’m pourin’ the potion
i’m sippin’ too much, got me in slow motion
he runnin’ away, i’ma need to reload it
i ain’t even geekin’, like, is you high?
huh? how the f-ck do you know this?

[verse]
oh, you want this sh-t? well, you can’t have it back
you better watch out, i’ma spin through back
b-tch, i ride ’round town with that motherf-ckin’ mac
two pistols on me, can’t lack
you is a b-tch, and b-tch, that’s that
walk in the trap, all black with a pound to flip
all ice on me like a motherf-ckin’ [?]
b-tch better wait ’til i motherf-ckin’ [?]
i don’t care if she a ho, i’ma still f-ckin’ slam
lil’ b-tch, i know you a b-tch, it don’t matter
my old b-tch fat, but my new b-tch fatter
you already know how it go
ride ’round town with a see-through clip
you already know i keep that pole
you say that’s your wife but the b-tch do [?]
[outro]
(hahahahahahaha)
tell that b-tch, “top me up”
louis v with the studs, lil’ b-tch, what the f-ck you want?
lil’ b-tch, i can’t even walk ’cause of all this actavis
b-tch, i’m tellin’ you, when i pull this heater, i won’t miss
yeah, yo’ b-tch, she want some pics for the motherf-ckin’ ‘gram
i just scammed a white kid, fifty for a f-ckin’ gram
now he tryna call back, sorry, there’s no refund
b-tch, i’m lurkin’, you can’t see me, feelin’ like john cena

- pistolero2k

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