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letra de pilot - pyrex

[part i]

[intro]
(ayy, southside, where you get all that drip?)

[chorus]
from the bed to the shower
we gon’ f-ck for hours and hours
that lil’ p-ssy good, it got powers
she gon’ take the lead, i’m gon’ follow
stop acting shy, baby, you being rude
you better f-ck me with some attitude
’cause i wan’ show that p-ssy gratitude
still buy you birkins when i’m mad at you
f-ck me on that jet and give me head when i land
counting on that check, i use they head for a stand
duffle full of loose racks, i need some rubber bands
and i keep them big stacks, i can’t help it but fan
i just caught a rat out with my ho, that’s not my b-tch
put her on that jet, we flying private, p-ssy lit
flew across the country with my stylist in this sh-t
what’s all in my suitcase? couple thousands in the brick, oh

[verse]
and we come straight out the bricks, oh
beat her body, break a b-tch, mm
talking sh-t, we get him picked, oh
wanna know who shot you like it’s b.i.g
we both f-cking, we don’t got key
can’t do no cap, i lost my lead
i spent some racks on my b-tch weave
now all she do is give me head
[chorus]
from the bed to the shower
we gon’ f-ck for hours and hours
that lil’ p-ssy good, it got powers
she gon’ take the lead, i’m gon’ follow
stop acting shy, baby, you being rude
you better f-ck me with some attitude
’cause i wan’ show that p-ssy gratitude
still buy you birkins when i’m mad at you
f-ck me on that jet and give me head when i land
counting on that check, i use they head for a stand
duffle full of loose racks, i need some rubber bands
and i keep them big stacks, i can’t help it but fan
i just caught a rat out with my ho, that’s not my b-tch
put her on that jet, we flying private, p-ssy lit
flew across the country with my stylist in this sh-t
what’s all in my suitcase? couple thousands in the brick

[part ii]

[intro]
(pyrex whippa)

[chorus]
wake up, throw that ass at me, that sh-t make me f-ck the most
and i pop that percocet, shawty, i’m tryna touch your throat
told my baby ttg and my new one pull up vámonos
shawty tried to play with me, i told lil’ baby adios
told lil’ mama pull up on her, f-ck me when she want
she want bags and i got cash, i take her to saint laurent
got the ho gripping her toes, hit from the back and she ain’t run
pop two more, reload, how you gon’ tap and i ain’t come?
[verse]
i been cooking rocks on the stove in the glasshouse
f-ck my b-tch with ecstasy all in me ’til i pass out
shawty feed me pills, gon’ send me right back to that madhouse
one fifty on my dash, pouring my cup, i almost crashed out
i been sipping purple for depression, drinking e oil
high fashion, dress me in my best mood, that’s dior
chrome hearts, throw that on my lenses, help me see more
air hole top side of that pistol stop that recoil
i go crazy, i send shots off for you, baby
swap my b-tch out like my rollie if she outdated
went and baguettied the cartier and gave her the bracelet
i f-ck her on drugs and tell her some lies, she call me amazing

[outro]
your ho keep on texting me
lil’ b-tch think she testing me
broke hoes can’t get next to me
miss my dawgs like rest in peace
sometimes, life, it feel like h-ll, but my b-tch p-ssy heavenly
told her she gon’ go for broke, she keep on tryna bet on me
i’m so c-cky, told her bring…

- pyrex

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