letra de transcript - real boston richey
[intro]
(section 8 just straight cooked this motherf-cker up)
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[chorus]
uh, uh, ayy, louis v to my last trip, b-tch, stick to the transcript
ho, you wasn’t invited, tell me why the f-ck your ass here
you would think i was bangin’ otf, only the fam’ here
oh, you got that lo’ to the last n-gga? okay, go blam him
b-tch can’t come back over to the penthouse, she left her lash here
n-ggas late as f-ck, ran up seven m’s last year
twenty n-ggas up, f-ckin’ good, she had a bad year
them n-ggas be cappin’, b-tch, you know we got a bag here
[verse 1]
throw the strip club up, swing them ones like it’s confetti
f-ckеd her with a rubber, but the lil’ b-tch say shе pregnant
uh, it’s an all-white, but the outside look spaghetti
f-cked her all night, slow and fast like dj fetti
a b-tch asked me for five hundred, i cut her off ’cause she petty
b-tch, i give a band and up, i give you five k if you ready
pimpin’ ain’t easy, i’m only goin’, b-tch, if i let it
uh, i’m a real heater, i sling that iron, i sling machetes
uh, my b-tches all organic, i cut ’em off if they use edit
young turnt n-gga, i want a bag, i don’t want credit
uh, that money gon’ buy a brick, but you can’t but that sh-t with credit
i was talkin’ cash sh-t, but if you up, then i’ma bet it
you f-ck all of her broads, sh-t, you broke, n-gga, i said it
i’m bust up than a b-tch, come check my wrist, flaw settin’
i bought a b-tch a ring, but we ain’t ready for no weddin’
i know these n-ggas snake, i can see these n-ggas sheddin’
[chorus]
uh, uh, ayy, louis v to my last trip, b-tch, stick to the transcript
ho, you wasn’t invited, tell me why the f-ck your ass here
you’d think i was bangin’ otf, only the fam’ here
oh, you got that lo’ to the last n-gga? okay, go blam him
b-tch can’t come back over to the penthouse, she left her lash here
n-ggas late as f-ck, ran up seven m’s last year
twenty n-ggas up, f-ckin’ good, she had a bad year
them n-ggas be cappin’, b-tch, you know we got a bag here
[verse 2]
uh, uh, b-tch, you know we got the bag here
uh, uh, b-tch, you know we got that cash
rip off paper tag, switched again, then smash
we ain’t pickin’ faces, whoop a b-tch and a n-gga ass
bruises on my hand ’cause i been trappin’ glass bags
your door swingin’ hard as f-ck, i got some gas bags
you lookin’ for me, just post, “prince of bubba,” with the hashtag
we don’t do no rap beef, drop the lo’, we spank his ass
[chorus]
uh, uh, ayy, louis v to my last trip, b-tch, stick to the transcript
ho, you wasn’t invited, tell me why the f-ck your ass here
you’d think i was bangin’ otf, only the fam’ here
oh, you got that lo’ to the last n-gga? okay, go blam him
b-tch can’t come back over to the penthouse, she left her lash here
n-ggas late as f-ck, ran up seven m’s last year
twenty n-ggas up, f-ckin’ good, she had a bad year
them n-ggas be cappin’, b-tch, you know we got a bag here
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