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letra de nachos - ronsocold

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[intro: ron$ocold]
i can’t waste my time on no thot ho
i just wanna f-ck, then i dip like some nachos
say you gettin’ money, but you know that it’s not yours
you know that it’s not yours

[chorus: ron$ocold]
i can’t waste my time on no thot ho
i just wanna f-ck, then i dip like some nachos
say you gettin’ money, but you know that it’s not yours
and i got the pole, i ain’t tryna fight, bro
turn your kickback to a d-mn kick door
spent a couple thousand on the d-mn fit though
you can’t get a thing, you can come and kick rocks, ho
all about my chips, ’bout my d-mn nachos
i could never love a ho, or save a ho
i’ma just hit the b-tch, onto the next ho
hi-tech, b-tch, i pour it in the faygo
mango got me movin’ slow like a d-mn snail

[verse: slime dollaz]
’cause my planet, baby, don’t it look like it’s a jungle? (huh)
i got a hundred guns, i swear it feel like i’m the army (huh)
lil baby (huh), i take her -ss to the moon (yeah)
we can drink lean, you can check my cup, i don’t know what you want to do (slatt, slatt)
i’m just with my brother ron$ocold (slatt, slatt)
i remember me and my brother, we was sharin’ clothes (slatt, slatt)
baby, don’t i look like a f-ckin’ saint? (huh)
you can not tell your friends i made you f-ck on my d-mn gang (huh)
yes, i love to slide with that d-mn k (woah)
yes, i shoot a n-gga in his d-mn face (woah)
and you can say you can be my main lady, but you better not tell a d-mn thing (woah)
’cause you see me do (slatt, slatt), stay shootin’ that lil’ pump on the news (slatt, slatt)
now sh-t is real (huh)
yeah, you cannot pop no more pills, yeah (huh)
i swear to god, i wanna motherf-ckin’ k!ll them
i feel like kyle korver with this f-ckin’ pistol (slatt)

[chorus: ron$ocold]
i can’t waste my time on no thot ho
i just wanna f-ck, then i dip like some nachos
say you gettin’ money, but you know that it’s not yours
and i got the pole, i ain’t tryna fight, bro
turn your kickback to a d-mn kick door
spent a couple thousand on the d-mn fit though
you can’t get a thing, you can come and kick rocks, ho
all about my chips, ’bout my d-mn nachos
i could never love a ho, or save a ho
i’ma just hit the b-tch, onto the next ho
hi-tech, b-tch, i pour it in the faygo
mango got me movin’ slow like a d-mn snail

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