letra de redefine (6 missed calls) - robb bank$
[intro]
i’m from woodside road, lil’ b-tch
right there by the store, lil’ b-tch
aye, aye
[verse 1]
breakin the back of ivanka trump, i’m on my oval office sh-t
big body double r finna pull up, and i’m finna double park that b-tch
that’s yo’ lil’ b-st-rd son? be a man and raise him then
f-ck yo’ lil’ fort, lil’ n-gga, i’m just tryna f-ck yvette
you must that this sh-t p-ssy, why you steady grinnin’ then?
he a real livewire, but i’m dead serious
2phoneshawty, 16 androids on me, sell you all of them
big glock 17 with 18 bullets, now them b-tches twins, ooh
[chorus]
yeah, i see my reflection and give it a kiss, yeah, come on
talk to myself, i don’t need no friends, yeah, yeah, come on
stand in the mirror while i f-ck on yo’ b-tch, yeah yeah, come on
i can see why you a little obsessed, yeah, come on
yeah, yeah, come on, yeah, yeah, come on, yeah
i look way too good to be f-ckin’ with you, b-tch, hold on
i’m like, yeah, yeah, come on, yeah, yeah, come on, yeah
this my redefinition, know i’m finer than my b-tch
[verse 2]
[?], how i run it up on n-ggas while i step
i’m a star, you can see the view from all the way up here
you my son, ain’t no goku in you n-gga, just videl
my name robb, ain’t no other meaning, run me all that sh-t
open palm, fire finger gentle fist, i took it all
keep yo’ hands out yo’ pockets when you see me, lil’ dawg
i went deep blue sea in a crip b-tch from new york
gave a perc 10 to my b-tch, on [?] and i ain’t pull out
i’m the only n-gga quenching thirst whenever we in a drought
i mix anything with syrup, so baby squirt and we could talk
i know 3 ways this could go, on the bed, on the floor or on top
i done cut my haters pay, know they hate they f-ckin’ job, come on
[bridge]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (come on)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (come on)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (come on)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (come on)
[chorus]
yeah, i see my reflection and give it a kiss, yeah, come on
talk to myself, i don’t need no friends, yeah, yeah, come on
stand in the mirror while i f-ck on yo’ b-tch, yeah yeah, come on
i can see why you a little obsessed, yeah, come on
yeah, yeah, come on, yeah, yeah, come on, yeah
i look way too good to be f-ckin’ with you, b-tch, hold on
i’m like, yeah, yeah, come on, yeah, yeah, come on, yeah
this my redefinition, know i’m finer than my b-tch (mwah)
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