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letra de bella don - quay dash & contessa stuto

[intro: quay dash]
yo

[verse 1: quay dash]
down to ride, finna start a homicide
got the bl!cky on my hip, call me if you down to die
i ain’t even gotta lie ’bout what i been through to you
once i catch your team, i’m not cryin’ at your funeral
[?] for your cuticles, leave your ass leakin’
have you on the ground with a frown from the beatin’
why these broads tweakin’? f-ck ’em, but i love em
these b-tches at the bottom, i’m on top, i’m above ’em
n—a, bang-bang, it’s off with they heads
when i pull a trigger back, i can aim, leave you dead
b-tch, your life is a dread, knock that thing off your head
get thеm bugs out your bed, b-tch, i said what i said
who the f-ck is you? little b-tch n0body
you is just a fan, go cry in thе lobby
shouldn’t have to try me just to get attention
you won’t get the like, get the heart, or a mention

[chorus: quay dash, quay dash and contessa stuto]
all this [?], violations, i can’t take it
i’m the bella don, recognize that’s how i make it
all this [?], violations, i can’t take it
i’m the bella don, recognize that’s how i make it
all this [?], violations, i can’t take it
i’m the bella don, recognize that’s how i make it
all this [?], violations, i can’t take it
i’m the bella don, recognize that’s how i make it
[interlude: quay dash and contessa stuto]
it’s like, you can’t make up the sh-t that i go through
like, one day everything is just good
and then the next day my life is just in a uproar
’cause n—as is watching your life
and they think that you living so good
and they don’t like you
they don’t— i don’t— i don’t know— i don’t know what the f-ck
i don’t know what’s going on with— the f-ck with this world (yeah)

[verse 2: contessa stuto]
posted up and keepin’ links and chains
dripped-in-gold fangs, bl–dy vampire with my gang
corvette stingray, vintage pinup highway
strapped up, garter belt
when we walk in, rebellion can be felt
with the rebel yell, comin’ for your fate
grippin’ on the clutch, ridin’ fancy through this race
not f-ckin’ with the fakes
the sh-ttiest b-tch cloggin’ the trash
’cause she just can’t take, can’t take
f-ck your feelings, this a gang
no time to f-ckin’ waste, we got a world to overtake (overtake)
not f-ckin’ with [?], a buck-fifty on your face
your boo said they like how my p-ssy taste
hardcore, some say rotten to the core
contessa stuto, quay dash, the original wh0res
my p-ssy taste, my p-ssy taste, my p-ssy taste
you b-tches is just a waste
[chorus: quay dash, quay dash and contessa stuto]
all this [?], violations, i can’t take it
i’m the bella don, recognize that’s how i make it
all this [?], violations, i can’t take it
i’m the bella don, recognize that’s how i make it
all this [?], violations, i can’t take it
i’m the bella don, recognize that’s how i make it
all this [?], violations, i can’t take it
i’m the bella don, recognize that’s how i make it

- quay dash contessa stuto

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