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letra de round and round - saxkboy kd & that mexican ot

[intro: saxkboy kd]
woo, woo, yeah
(kartier, what you doing over there?)

[verse 1: saxkboy kd]
you know i’m a menace, why f-ck with us?
stepping on sh-t when it’s smoke, i put his lil’ blunt out (oh, yeah)
all of my n-ggas face ’woods, it’s been overstood
i punch but i’m bringing this gun out (oh, yeah)
ain’t finna play with a opp’, not never gon’ d-i-e if he get in this blender (lil’ b-tch)
tellin’ my manager pimp-ass, we on a big bag blowin’ up ‘fore it’s december (let’s go)
left my b-tch but she suck d-ck so good, i’m beating her next up (oh, yeah)
ain’t finna stay in the hood, but b-tch, we good
i’m passin’ out plates like a restaurant (let’s go)
i like how they slid on that block, might pay ’em next time
but f-ck it, i’m in that car next time
you know how it’s saxboy gang & trigga gang (woo, yeah), we gon’ aim at a face, what’s a leg shot, p-ssy? (yeah)
he ain’t talkin’ ’bout sh-t but he claim he bang, these n-ggas just hoes, not bullies (let’s go)
in his hood he ain’t got no name or no aim, i was thirteen clutchin’ a fully
and this b-tch gon’ keep this d-ck in her name, she bidding on me ’cause i’m on it
most of these n-ggas ain’t talkin’ (can you turn it up right here?) ’bout sh-t and they lame
we knockin’ off any opponent (let’s go)

[chorus: saxkboy kd]
sendin’ hits like—, yeah-yeah, huh
bullets hit like—, yeah, huh, ayy
bang a b-tch like—, yeah-yeah, huh, ayy, woo, woo, woo, woo
bang a b-tch like—
sendin’ hits like—
bang a b-tch like—
bullets hit like—, yeah-yeah
bullets hit like—
sendin’ hits like—
let’s go
[verse 2: that mexican ot]
i eat a b-tch booty like tacos
three deep ridin’ with the heat in the tahoe
draco unload, make it drop low
tippin’ on fours, fours, lookin’ for a fine ho
b-tch, you know how it go
anybody say they got a issue, i’ll knock of his dome
bullets running through his tissue, knocking out his chromosomes
got drums with the stick, i’m ready to rock and roll
pull the pump and pull up on a b-tch, i’m ready to c-ck and blow
i ain’t into no fake f-ckery, talk to the hand
i’ll beat a n-gga up in the streets like batman
facedown, ass up next to the trash can
pistol with the yoppers and choppers and get it crackin’, pew-pew-pew
yeah, big rocks, big diamonds
she like ’em mexican because i be shinin’
i beat down the front, then i run through behind it
off the drank i be swerving, i need an alignment
yeah, big chopper, bullets flyin’
whole ‘lotta people dyin, mama’s cryin’
no food in my stomach, so i started grindin’
she like how i eat the p-ssy with my diamonds

[chorus: saxkboy kd]
yeah-yeah, huh
bullets hit like—, yeah, huh, ayy
bang a b-tch like—, yeah-yeah, huh, ayy
bang a b-tch like—
sendin’ hits like—
bang a b-tch like—
bullets hit like—, yeah-yeah
bullets hit like—
sendin’ hits like—
let’s go

- saxkboy kd that mexican ot

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