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letra de i’m the shit - sexyy red

[intro]
(known to let that mac fly just like my n-gga doe, baow)

[verse 1]
toes white, p-ssy tight (d-mn)
i’m all these n-ggas’ type
brown skin, tatted up
bad b-tch, don’t give no f-ck (no)
mrs. take your man aka i steal your boo
wonder why that n-gga f-ck with me? b-tch, ’cause i’m the truth
he said, “d-mn, s-xyy red, you sure are a sight to see” (yeah)
tell your baby daddy you ain’t comin’ home ’cause you with me
all my hoes be h-lla s-xy and you know i stay on fleek
he was thirsty for the —-, so i gave him somethin’ to eat (okay)
droptop in your city, sign a b-tch titties (what else?)
dirty hoes mad, ass fat and i’m pretty (for real)
real street b-tch, i know thеse hoes ain’t f-ckin’ with me (yеah)
go s-xyy, go s-xyy, go s-xyy, go s-xyy

[pre-chorus]
s-xyy in this b-tch, you hoes tighten up (yeah)
what you wanna do? ’cause i don’t give a f-ck (i don’t)
b-tch, if it’s some beef, let me know, sh-t, what’s up?
all that talkin’ on the net, that’s gon’ get your head bust

[chorus]
you know i’m the sh-t, you know i’m the sh-t (been that b-tch)
you know i’m the sh-t, you know i’m the sh-t (you knew that sh-t)
you know i’m the sh-t, you know i’m the sh-t (i been that b-tch)
you know i’m the sh-t, you know i’m the sh-t (you knew that sh-t)
[post-chorus]
all this ice on my wrist, you know i’m the sh-t (like blaow)
look how my chain hit, you know i’m the sh-t (oh, wow)
just got some new titties, you know i’m the sh-t (d-mn)
i be lookin’ real pretty, you know i’m the sh-t (yeah)

[verse 2]
just got my nails done and i’m lookin’ too good
if you run up on me, i’ma put you in this ‘wood (i’m the sh-t)
you don’t want smoke, you don’t wanna get into it (i’m the sh-t)
i’ma keep doin’ me like a bad b-tch should (i’m the sh-t)
i ain’t hard to find, i’m probably ridin’ in somethin’ red (duh)
my n-gga caught a body, then he went and cut his dreads (yeah)
b-tch, you ain’t tough, i’ll slap you in the head (ho)
how you sleepin’ on me? you ain’t even got a bed (you’re broke)

[pre-chorus]
s-xyy in this b-tch, you hoes tighten up
what you wanna do? ’cause i don’t give a f-ck
b-tch, if it’s some beef, let me know, sh-t, what’s up?
all that talkin’ on the net, that’s gon’ get your head bust

[outro]
(known to let that mac fly just like my n-gga doe, baow)

- sexyy red

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