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letra de fucc cuh - shoreline mafia

[intro: 03 greedo]
that n-gga, oh
she like “f-ck that n-gga”
(arjay on the beat)

[pre-chorus: 03 greedo]
i got on my enemigo red bottoms
coupe came enemigo blue
anybody kkk
b-tch, my plug my shooter too

[chorus: 03 greedo]
got my lil’ hottie screamin’ out, “f-ck cuh”
got my lil’ hottie screamin’ out, ”f-ck cuh”
pull a trick out from across the tracks
got my hottie screamin’ out, “f-ck love”
f-ck love
screamin’ out, “f-ck love”
f-ck love
got my hottie screamin’ out, “f-ck love”
f-ck cuh
she be feelin’ like “f-ck that n-gga”
f-ck love, f-ck cuh
f-ck love

[verse 1: 03 greedo]
throwin’ up g’s, she throwin’ up b’s
some n-ggas bang c’s, some n-ggas bang p’s
some n-ggas bang fruits, some n-ggas bang trees
i’m hangin’ like grapes just to hit a georgia peach, ayy, ayy
i’m like hoover, six-oh, six-nine
i do my time
when i do my grind
got her feelin’ like “f-ck that n-gga”
little hottie gon’ bust that trigger
i-i, ayy, ayy, yeah
i make her squirt, make her spray, yeah-yeah
i’m in the turf where she lay
i’m out here makin’ these plays

[pre-chorus: 03 greedo]
i got on my enemigo red bottoms
coupe came enemigo blue
anybody kkk
b-tch, my plug my shooter too

[chorus: 03 greedo]
got my lil’ hottie screamin’ out, “f-ck cuh”
got my lil’ hottie screamin’ out, “f-ck cuh”
pull a trick out from across the tracks
got my hottie screamin’ out, “f-ck love”
f-ck love
screamin’ out, “f-ck love”
f-ck love
got my hottie screamin’ out, “f-ck love” (just bringin’ greedo over)
f-ck cuh
she be feelin’ like “f-ck that n-gga”

[verse 2: ohgeesy]
put my lil’ ho in some red bottoms (red bottoms)
free all of my n-ggas ’cause the feds got ’em (feds got ’em)
i don’t know sh-t, n-gga, i don’t know who shot ’em (who?)
i don’t know sh-t, n-gga, i don’t know who shot ’em (i don’t know)
she a blood but she f-ck with them cuzzins (cuh)
i don’t bang, but she wanna come and f-ck n-ggas (f-ck n-ggas)
got a backwood and you know it’s stuffed, n-gga (ayy)
got a backwood blunt and it’s stuffed, n-gga
i want all the dough, all the crust, n-gga (crust, n-gga)
give me all the dope ‘fore i bust n-ggas (bah)
you wasn’t with me when i had to take the bus, n-gga (uh)
so you not comin’ with now that i’m up, n-gga (woo)
free my n-gga greedo out them cuffs, n-gga
free my brodie drakeo, that’s a must, n-gga (my n-gga)
i think i need a band-aid, i’m too cut, n-gga
i think i need a bandana, i’m too cut, n-gga

[outro: 03 greedo]
ah-ah (arjay on the beat), i-i-i
i’m like hoover, six-oh, six-nine
i do my shorty
when i do my grind
got her feelin’ like “f-ck that n-gga”
little hottie gon’ bust that trigger, ayy
yeah

[interlude]
yeah, we started otx
like, otx, it’s pretty much like a family now
long live my n-gga josh, we love you
joshy world forever

- shoreline mafia

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