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letra de moon in capricorn - saturn alexander

[intro]
i am a capricorn and i’m probably the most independent person you will ever meet
um, whether that be business habits, friendship habits, it don’t even matter, i’m just everything: dolo…
which is so ironic because 98 percent of the time i wish i had a n-gga, some d-ck, some b-tches to be around and like
my personality just does not support any of that behavior

[verse 1]
i ain’t never need no b-tch (no b-tch), no n-gga, i know who i be
i do this sh-t myself, don’t need no help, hoe, take that personally
personally, personally, honest to ya’ll kinda irkin’ to me
hate to deal with the scene ’cause it’s irkin’ to me
but i’m workin’ on me, workin’ on me
and yes indeed, you know i smack a trick at any moment
hoes be talkin’ out they neck and then bet they beg for atonement (atonement)
that’s on wind string out the window, these hoes mad, they sad they wins low, shout out winslow from the ville, though
hoe, i don’t play no games
i ain’t in this for fame but bet you still know my name, though
i be makin’ sh-t look easy, don’t know how far i came, though
these hoes thinkin’ they came close, no no, we ain’t the same hoe
they be on that other sh-t, i’m from the rain like i’m pain, though

[chorus]
no cap, no cap (no cap), i put myself right on the map
i did all this sh-t myself, don’t need no help, hoe, get the strap
no cap, no cap, these hoes mad, they mad, they mad
still do all this sh-t myself, don’t need no help, hoe, get the strap
no cap, no cap, no cap
no cap, no cap, these hoes mad, they mad, they mad (they mad)
these hoes mad, they mad, they mad (they mad)
i do all this sh-t myself, b-tch, i do not need no help
no cap, no cap, no cap
uh, no cap, no cap

[verse 2]
put a dumb b-tch in coffin, i do this often, n-ggas ain’t f-ckin’ with me
n-ggas be all about p-ssy and be some p-ssies, that sh-t is crazy to me
goin’ brazy for me but i ain’t ever need no extras, baby, i’m here for the art
b-tch, don’t you start, put that in park, uh, lil’ b-tch i don’t want parts
baby, go get you a bag, don’t worry ’bout all these n-ggas, they sad
[?] hustle like you was a cat, they don’t get mad, get you a bag
f-ck all these b-tches, they don’t be ’bout sh-t
f-ck all these n-ggas, they all be some l!cks

[outro]
get off my d-ck, get on your sh-t
get off my d-ck, get on your sh-t
get off my –

- saturn alexander

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