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letra de y3ah! (bugs bunny*) - playboi carti

i got money coming, i got slatts coming
i got b-tches coming
i got money on me
i got hunnids on me
keep them hundreds on me
keep them hundreds coming
keep them b-tches coming
keep them opps running
i just smoked an opp, you can keep it coming
i got bloodies with me, i got cousins with me
i got thotties with me, i got sl-tties with me
i’m on the southside, i got two nines
i f-cked two hoes ’cause i’m too fine
i got hoes, yeah, after hoes, yeah
i change clothes, yeah, i change clothes, yeah
different clothes, yеah, different tastes, yеah
she wanna taste, yeah, nut in her face, yeah
bad b-tch got a case, yeah, but i wanted to give it to her, but i can’t give her all, yeah, so i can’t see these b-tch, oh yeah
i can’t even starve with you
i got the money, yeah, i got a money issue, i got a uh, hold up
i got the cash on me, bugs bunny, yeah
shawty f-ckin’ on me, yeah she love me, yeah
i’m cash carti, yeah, i need a barbie, yeah
hoes be starving yeah, hold up
i’m so fly like a martian, yeah
i take off on these b-tches, they be-, hold up
i take off on these b-tches, that sh-t [?], hold up
these b-tches be costin’ hoes, they costin’
yeah, n-gga flossin
[verse 2]
ice on me, i don’t even know what it cost no more
ice on me, i don’t even know
different slatts, every day, yeah
different b-tches, different place
i put it all in her face
then we go on vacay
i’m gon’ do this every day
i’m gon nut in her face
shawty better not be afraid
’cause a n-gga keep a ‘k

money everywhere
b-tches everywhere
these b-tches do not care
b-tches everywhere
hold up p-ssy n-gga
you want smoke, we smoke you (we smoke, we smoke, hol’ up, big truck, big truck)
i’m a slime, i’m a k!ller
i’ma hit ’em with ten, n-gga
give a f-ck ’bout a victim
give a f-ck ’bout them n-ggas
i’m the enemy, i know i’m me
that b-tch on me, yeah, like vaseline
hold up uh, hold up uh, why you checkin’ on it?
i got b-tches up on me, that be flirting with me
i’m so fly, like a motherf-ckin’ pigeon homie
i’m in new york wit them n-ggas countin’ digits homie
run it up like a scammer, my n-ggas keep a hammer
we can f-ck right now
numbers don’t lie, lil b-tch
(uh, yeah)
numbers don’t lie, lil b-tch
got a b-tch right now, she getting high wit me
got a b-tch hiding in the crib, yeah
im with slime we slugging
me and my n-gga we thuggin’
imma f-ck this hoe shawty wanna be mine
i can’t f-ck these hoes forever
i gotta get this money i’m too clever

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