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letra de who dat - seaan brooks

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(verse 1)

first off middle finger f-ck you n-ggas
i ain’t never seen you n-ggas
i don’t know you n-ggas
on some fan boy sh-t ask to take a picture
that’s all good
just get off my d-ck
don’t f-ck wit n-gga

everything’s a go
and my clique ready to blow
see these girls back stage
same hoes at every show
same hoes that use to diss me
tried to curve me didn’t know
that they jump in my dms and try to f-ck me on the low

don’t worry a bout these b-tches
the p-ssy come with the dough
her p-ssy c-m
it’s crazy i’m only f-ckin her throat
she sucking me for some tickets
i bust and hand her her coat
they love n-gga like powder
these groupies just wanna slope

man up -ss the tempter drops to 40 below
they see that we working hard
they love the hustle and flow
needing big t-tty b-tches
who ready to get the dough
bag it, sell it, and repeating
destrubution for the low
(hook)
n-gga who dat
(n-gga who that)
n-gga we dat
(n-gga we dat)
i said who dat
(i said who dat)
n-gga we dat
(n-gga we dat)
i said who dat
(i said who dat)
n-gga we dat
(n-gga we dat)

i thought you n-gga already knew that

said i been drinking and smoking im suppose to stop but i can’t
been grinding hard for so long gotta get racks in the bank
she still be hitting my line she suppose to stop but she can’t
its always pimpin no simpin n-gga the f-ck the you think

(verse 2)
say seany i heard some rumors
you dating and text who
i tell em i’m doing me so it’s best that you soon you
that’s why you not in a cope
down and you’ll never recope
my album is my real story
just not a picture on a stoop

no i don’t play nice with others that’s why i’m not in a group
a thousand capsules of molly
still prolly won’t f-ck with you
you pull it u better shoot
that chain just could be your noose
my fitted over my eyes
and im blowing smoke up out the roof

you going against an army
you better tie up your boots
you taken a chance of dying like feeding a lion fruit

you getting money little whoadie
my n-ggas gon need some proof
your circle is looking sketchy cause snitches travel in groups

i’m god given a son
im talents given a booth
im basquiat with a brush
and the devils given a suite

its skycity the gang and the family we don’t recruit
we wasn’t given a thing
so all we give it the truth

(hook)

- seaan brooks

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