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letra de put em on - remy ma

[intro]
oh (woo)
oh, woah
oh
let’s go

[pre-chorus]
i’m back outside and i’m putting that sh-t on
heard these n-ggas spendin’ money, i’ma make ’em spend some mo’
all the n-ggas outside and their pockets full-grown
heard these n-ggas spendin’ money, i’ma put my b-tches on

[verse 1]
hmm, what did i miss?
heard i got ’em real p-ssed
i heard b-tches been sendin’ shots, i’m sorry, boo, but you missed
still pretty as sh-t
still f-ck it up with my sis
just got a text from this one dude, said, “let me get you lit,” ah
’42, 1942
y’all drink casamigos, but we do clase azul
what it do? i’m so f-ckin’ cute
i feel like cinderella, these b-tches can’t fit my shoes
bad b-tch season (uh-huh), realest b-tch breathin’ (uh-huh)
he just keep buyin’ me sh-t and i don’t even need it
so conceited, i don’t need a reason
when the money gone, me and all my b-tches leavin’
[pre-chorus]
i’m back outside and i’m putting that sh-t on
heard these n-ggas spending money, i’ma make ’em spend some mo’
all the n-ggas outside and their pockets full-grown
heard these n-ggas spendin’ money, i’ma put my b-tches on

[verse 2]
i’m a good girl and a bad b-tch, and a real n-gga at the same time
goin’ shopping and island-hoppin’ is my idea of a great time
got one n-gga that’s overseas, we only talk on facetime
another dude, he a chef, he dying to see what it taste like
i ain’t tripping or no b-tch ’bout no d-ck that ain’t mine
i can f-ck with him or you can f-ck with him, or we can f-ck with him at the same time
i got a ball player, that’s in the league, so, when i see name, it’s game time
he busy, he bought me an ap, yeah he made time
my mother man that’s generous, love a man that’s spendin’ it
he keep cash and drive fast and live with [?]
calabasas, we love calabasas
that ass be shakin’ different when you shake it in a mansion
[pre-chorus]
i’m back outside and i’m putting that sh-t on
heard these n-ggas spending money, i’ma make ’em spend some mo’
all the n-ggas outside and their pockets full-grown
heard these n-ggas spendin’ money, i’ma put my b-tches on

[chorus]
put my b-tches on, put-put-put my b-tches on
i don’t like these n-ggas, i’ma put my b-tches on
put my b-tches on, put-put-put my b-tches on
n-ggas spendin’ money, i’ma put my b-tches on
i’ma put my b-tches on, i’ma put my b-tches on
i don’t cuff no n-ggas, i’ma put my b-tches on
put my b-tches on, put-put my b-tches on
n-ggas ain’t spendin’, ain’t gettin’ that money, then i’ma put them on
they spend it on everybody, spend it on everybody
oh, they spend it on everybody
he spend it on everybody, he spend it on everybody
rem
oh, they spend it on everybody

- remy ma

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