letra de new wave - pradabagshawty & souljaspirits
[tag: souljaspirits]
aye, what these n-ggas on, soulja?
[intro: b6]
she like she don’t care who call my phone and i’m like-
it’s b6 to you, ho (i’m like why the f-ck you asking?)
[hook: b6]
she like she don’t care who call my phone and i’m like “why you asking?”
i hit her one time and then i’m gone and i’m like “why you mad?”
and it was some super fine sh-t with a whole lot of ass
and this hoe don’t even like me forreal, she just want a prada bag
n-gga popping sh-t, can’t show me nothing, don’t care about what you had
and i caught that hoe going through my pants, i’m just like “don’t do that”
i’m on a new wave, don’t give no f-ck about a d-mn durag
and you had your chance to comе get near and get paid, i know you sad
old hoе called me “friend” with her mom dukes like d-mn, i might be dad
[verse: pradabagshawty]
i got a red bone b-tch who like bad b-tches
i got a draco with sixty
i just had walked that boy down
yeezy boots, swap this sh-t out with balenci’
young n-gga up this trip, what you gon’ do?
know you can’t run, we blitzing
fine sh-t bang my phone like “boy, come through”, know that i’m coming to get it
every time we up stick we make the news, pull on that block remixing
i just left the store, n-gga, everything new, know that my drip expensive
i just smacked this hoe and passed to brew, ain’t no telling who hit it
[hook: b6]
she like she don’t care who call my phone and i’m like “why you asking?”
i hit her one time and then i’m gone and i’m like “why you mad?”
and it was some super fine sh-t with a whole lot of ass
and this hoe don’t even like me forreal, she just want a prada bag
n-gga popping sh-t, can’t show me nothing, don’t care about what you had
and i caught that hoe going through my pants, i’m just like “don’t do that”
i’m on a new wave, don’t give no f-ck about a d-mn durag
and you had your chance to come get near and get paid, i know you sad
[verse: pradabagshawty]
i got a red bone b-tch who like bad b-tches
i got a draco with sixty
i just had walked that boy down
yeezy boots, swap this sh-t out with balenci’
young n-gga up this trip, what you gon’ do?
know you can’t run, we blitzing
fine sh-t bang my phone like “boy, come through”, know that i’m coming to get it
every time we up stick we make the news, pull on that block remixing
i just left the store, n-gga, everything new, know that my drip expensive
i just smacked this hoe and passed to brew, ain’t no telling who hit it
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