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letra de thats all - shaudy kash

[intro: shaudy kash]
(ayy, tez, this you?)
yop
(run it up, lowkeys)

[chorus: shaudy kash]
hoes all on a n-gga d-ck, yop
pros, that’s all i’m tryna get, tuh
goals, that’s all i’m tryna hit, n-gga
let me talk to these n-ggas

[verse 1: shaudy kash]
yop, hoes all on a n-gga d-ck, tuh
goals, that’s all i’m tryna hit
minus your b-tch if that b-tch count still, i already did
put my d-ck up in her mouth and then i—
yop, yeah, you know what i did
you know how i say it, you know how i play it, get hoes naked
i get that right spot on a b-tch, start makin’ hoes’ legs earthquake and sh-t
these hoes be lyin’, think a n-gga slow like a line of trish or quagen, b-tch
i find out, start treatin’ your ass foul, i ain’t even sayin’ sh-t
like why these n-gga treat me in this type of manner?
he was just charming as h-ll, now he treatin’ mе trashy
act like he used to want to chill
but now hе just be wantin’ to get in the backseat, watch me get nasty
that’s pretty much
you might as well leave once you see i don’t give a f-ck
sh-t, i’m statin’ facts and you ain’t sh-t, i do b-tches the worst
i’ma just stay like that, hoes f-ck up when i try to switch it up
try to show a b-tch some love, now you thought you had you one
[chorus: shaudy kash & j1hunnit]
hoes all on a n-gga d-ck, tuh
pros, that’s all i’m tryna get, n-gga
goals, that’s all i’m tryna hit, tuh
minus your b-tch
hoes all on a n-gga d-ck, tuh
pros, that’s all i’m tryna get, n-gga (that’s all i’m tryna get)
goals, that’s all i’m tryna hit, tuh (that’s all i’m tryna hit)
minus your b-tch (look, 1hunnit)

[verse 2: j1hunnit]
i like hoes that when i leave, they start to beg and plead (my favorite type of girls)
provide your wants and needs, you show me you gon’ let me lead (i’ll do that, baby)
you can stamp my work, my satisfaction guaranteed (stamp)
she down to put it in my palm, i see this sh-t succeedin’
she used to rotel, i bought her lobster and caviar
took her to some places she never see ‘less she with a star (come on, baby)
got a chrome heart, let her put her feet up in foreign cars
sip some wine with my migo, she clip and toast the cigars for me (thanks, baby)
i’m tryna stop f-ckin’ around, it’s gettin’ hard for me
she know i got a thousand hoes and, sh-t, they all love me (i got a thousand hoes)
her exes dweeby dirtbags, them n-ggas all dusty
i promise you gon’ get a deal with favor, baby, just trust me
man, these hoes just want a n-gga cheese (that’s all they eat)
i ain’t a trick, baby girl, i’m not a dweeb, hmm (i’m not a f-ckin’ trick)
i ain’t a simp, i ain’t givin’ you my seed, hmm
you think i’m lame, you know i keep it p
i just had to let you know i’m not a l!ck, hmm
you love my life, don’t you? keep it a brick (you love my life)
keep a dime piece with me, the b-tch so sick (cold)
she f-ckin’ with a thug, i’m as real as it get
and it’s straight like that
[outro: j1hunnit]
straight like that

- shaudy kash

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