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letra de if quano was a 2000 - saucy uniquano

[intro]
now, last time i was hidin’ in the bushes. i told myself
i’ll never criticize y’all asses even if y’all wack, you know?
buh now y’all pushed my f-ckin’ hand with y’all wackiness (quanay!)
touch me, i’mma f-ck you up! (huh)

[verse]
they call me evil angel cos you watch your tongue, when you sittin’ next to me (arghh)
they look at me and see lucifer, yeah i’m evil devil cos i don’t judge n0body (brrr brrr)
i don’t ask for a feature, i don’t do nah feature, i only call my n-ggas cos they ride with me
f-ck your verse it should be harder but it’s sweeter than that b-tch tennis’ p-ssy (ayo quano, i’m gon’ f-ck you up)
f-ck you stupid sd rappers wack as illa but wanna be chargе for a feature (aye)
who thе f-ck you is hustlin’ on a n-gga’s racks when there’s n0body knows ya?
cut your f-ckin’ tongue off feed it to my dawgs cos i know they super hungry
she look at me and say “you look so fresh but your right hand is f-ckin’ darkly”
do you even have a brain, ayy? (brain, ayy)
use it cos you sound so brain dead (brain dead)
quano is an animal, quanay (quanay)
anger issues got no heart and no patience (arghh)
that n-gga was flexin’ on the net, then i told him make sure you p-ssy n-gga you duck when you see me
i was vyin’ with my bremer n-ggas’ and i saw his ass then i left him bl–dy
my n-gga sbu is my day one, he won’t watch a n-gga gettin’ beaten (grrr)
he’ll make sure that i’m safe, ayy
he’ll make sure he jump’ his ass, ayy
she look at me and say “you look so fresh but your right hand is f-ckin’ darkly”
b-tch i ain’t nah charlie cheese boy, i’m a taurus i meditate then i hit it harder (i’ll beat your ass n-gga)
[interlude]
basically, he asked my birthday and i was like duh dawg, what the f-ck, man?
he was like you must be a 2000 cos you don’t let your mouth speak for you, but your feelings do the talkin’
i was like p-ssy ass n-ggas

[verse 2]
i got a b-tch that call me when she wanna f-ck (when she wanna f-ck)
i gotta ask her if she ever felt love? (b-tch) (ayo quano, i’m gon’ f-ck you up)
now i hate it cos i feel like an object
now she call for an offer, i reject
n-gga, i still don’t like to use my brain (ooh)
i only let my heart do the thinkin’ (yeah, yeah)
i don’t urgue a lot, i meditate
then i let my feelings do the talkin’ (ayy)

[outro]
then i let my feelings do the talkin’
then i let my feelings do the talkin’
p-ssy ass n-ggas (quanay)
dumb ass sd f-cked up n-ggas
dumb asses!

- saucy uniquano

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