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letra de fun guy - pradabagshawty

{intro}
yo, huh, what
(ye-yea cxto)
yea, mmmyeaaa
gang!
what?

{chorus}
young n-gga sh-t, i got mob ties
young n-gga slide, we all slide
i be so muf-ckin’ high when i walk in the building she think ‘ima fun guy, okay (no cap!)
b-tch ‘ima fun guy (no cap!)
f-ck is you talking about? (brrrr)
i’m having pounds of exotic (exotic)
go tell yo’ friends about it (yo’ friends)
don’t tell yo’ plug about it (yo’ plug)
he know i took it ‘prolly (heh, i took it)
they know we get this sh-t poppin’ (no cap)
young n-gga scammin’ and robbin’ (yea)
she suck the d-ck while i’m drivin’ (brrr)
she told me don’t say nun about it
really wan’ cut the hoe off, she keep f-ckin wit’ my potna, but i am in love with her body (ew)

stay down, take off like a rocket (ew, ew)
addicted to percs, can’t fight it (perc)
why would you run from my ‘fye? (why would you run?)
i popped the last n-gga who tried it (yea, i popped him)
push up with the stick, don’t bite (brrr)
you know the young n-gga gone bite back (don’t try it)
bit’ let me f-ck first night, i ain’t even know you was like that
i had to d-ck the ho’ down, i hit from the side, she went and told everybody
young pradabag like to slide, i’m using my mind, drilling my favorite hobby
young n-gga took the plug down, go tell all yo’ friends, exotic for everybody
she like to get off the perc, she just wanna f-ck, she ride it like kawasaki

ride on the d-ck like a fun girl
she wanna f-ck with a real slime
oxycontin, oxycontin, i’m off these drugs i feel fine
she let a real n-gga hit from behind
i need ya’ brain, b-tch give me ya’ mind (gimme ya mind!)
glock switch, shots fyed (brrrrr)
{?}, it’s a glock nine (nine)
push up, strip that boy down, we made that boy dance, he just like a fun guy (fun guy)
she going round after round, she popped her a xan, dis bit’ do not get tired (fun guy, fun guy)
i wanna cut the ho’ off, she f-ckin wit’ my twin, but she just keep coming back (fun guy, fun guy)
i wanna say, “goodbye” to this b-tch, but she got an ass so fat (fun guy, fun guy)

{chorus}
young n-gga sh-t, i got mob ties (fun guy)
young n-gga slide, we all slide (fun guy)
i be so muf-ckin’ high when i walk in the building she think ‘ima fun guy, okay (yo, fun guy)
b-tch ‘ima fun guy (no cap!)
f-ck is you talking about? (on god!)
i’m having pounds of exotic (no cap)
go tell yo’ friends about it (on god)
don’t tell yo’ plug about it (on god)
he know i took it ‘prolly (on god)
they know we get this sh-t poppin’
young n-gga scammin’ and robbin’
she suck the d-ck while i’m drivin’
she told me don’t say nun about it
really wan’ cut the hoe off, she keep f-ckin wit’ my potna, but i am in love with her body
ride on the d-ck like a fun girl (fun girl)
she wanna f-ck with a real slime (fun guy)
oxycontin, oxycontin, i’m off these drugs i feel fine (fun guy, i am fine)
she let a real n-gga hit from behind (hit from behind)
i need ya’ brain, b-tch give me ya’ mind (gimme ya mind)
glock switch, shots fyed (shots fyed)
{?}, it’s a glock nine (glock nine)

- pradabagshawty

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