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letra de want no beef - raedio, omerettà the great, enchanting & a.chic

[chorus]
none of you fake ass hoes don’t want real beef (yeah)
f-ck around and get that hate knocked out yo t–th (yeah)
goons outside yo crib, get up out yo sleep (yeah)
you can get all this smoke f-ckin’ ’round with me (yeah)
we want all that smoke (b-tch)
we want all that smoke
we want all that smoke (yeah)
we want all that smoke
we want all that smoke (ho)
we want all that smoke b-tch
we want all that smoke (yeah)
we want all that smoke

[verse 1: omeretta]
i’m with whatever where ever
if they want smoke
thеn i’m on some chimney sh-t
hoe u gotta bе tripping
you gotta be dizzy
if u think that you’ll ever get rid of me b-tch
i’m a gangsta
run up on me with that fye ima blank ya
pull out my belt you too luh ima spank ya
gotta think twice for they try to come n get me
and monitor a b-tch by my ankle
got a problem with the kid
then come address it
i don’t like to hang with b-tches
cuz these b-tches be too messy
shut up hoe or get active
this a world wide message
they don’t really want these problems
they ain’t like that yeah i said it cuz
[chorus]
fake ass hoes don’t want real beef (yeah)
f-ck around and get that hate knocked out yo t–th (yeah)
goons outside yo crib, get up out yo sleep
you can get all this smoke f-ckin’ ’round with me (yeah)
we want all that smoke (b-tch)
we want all that smoke
we want all that smoke (yeah)
we want all that smoke
we want all that smoke (hoe)
we want all that smoke (b-tch)
we want all that smoke (yeah)
we want all that smoke

[verse 2: enchanting]
tell a ho pull up
get they ass beat
bet i have them b-tches running like a trackmeet
i got hittas in the field like they athletes
since she got twitter fingers tell her @ me
never forget these b-tches betrayed me
now its time to fight hoe playing crazy
ion f-ck with these hoes they fugazi
stand on bidness the way mama raised me
hit a b-tch wit a combo like ali
quick to pop me a bih like a molly
this sh-t run thru my veins like a iv
ain’t even gotta say it they knowing my body
when i pull up these b-tches be silent
i can’t beef wit these hoes im too violent
tell dat b-tch come outta hiding
tell her drop me a addy i’m sliding
[chorus]
fake ass hoes don’t want real beef (yeah)
f-ck around and get that hate knocked out yo t–th (yeah)
goons outside yo crib, get up out yo sleep
you can get all this smoke f-ckin’ ’round with me (yeah)
we want all that smoke (b-tch)
we want all that smoke
we want all that smoke (yeah)
we want all that smoke
we want all that smoke (ho)
we want all that smoke (b-tch)
we want all that smoke (yeah)
we want all that smoke

- raedio omeretta the great enchanting a chic

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