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letra de funny - skyxxx

[verse 1: skyxxx]
ain’t it funny how these motherf-ckers used to doubt me?
ain’t it funny how they all wanna be down with the team?
ain’t it funny how i wear it out like a triple beam?
ain’t sh-t funny when i pop a xan’ and sip gtv
might f-ck around and pull up on your b-tch inside the chevrolet
man, every day i live my life like it’s gta
this a 44, this ain’t no ps4, b-tch, i don’t play no games
got a bad b-tch and she out of college and she give me brain
ain’t it funny how she left her man and f-ck with the gang?
ain’t it funny how she f-ck with me ’cause all you n-gg-s lames?
ain’t it funny how i pull up on you with that johnny dang?
all i do is fly around the city like i got some wings

[hook: skyxxx]
ain’t it funny how these motherf-ckers used to doubt me?
ain’t it funny how they all wanna be down with the team?
ain’t it funny how i wear it out like a triple beam?
ain’t it funny how i come looking in crystal clean?
[verse 2: caskey]
ain’t it funny how i got all these b-tches here lined up?
ain’t it funny how my rollie tickin’ and your time’s up?
ain’t it funny how they saying they’re coming to get me and know where to find us?
got that 40 on me anyway, but we ain’t left that fighting sh-t behind us
ain’t it funny how i’m still at the spot?
ain’t it funny how i pop? how birdman is calling a lot?
ain’t it funny how they praying i’m never gon’ make it and really i’m never gon’ stop?
ain’t it funny how you got that lil b-tch on your side and that b-tch is a thot?
ain’t it funny how i’m counting up all of this money, and i still want a lot?
ain’t sh-t funny, me and sky need the money
he did that time, know he done it
you switched up on your team and told on your dogs
we heard about it, we comin’
ain’t sh-t funny when you can’t go back to the block
’cause they heard that you flopped
the second them police were asking them questions
your mind should’ve stopped, ain’t sh-t funny

[verse 3: skyxxx]
i think i need a murcielago, just came out of chicago
met a bad b-tch, she a model, and i hit it off a follow
when i met her, she gon’ swallow, my n-gg-s go full throttle
you claiming you the n-gg- till i pull the trigga, hit ’em with a hollow
b-tch, i ride around the city with a f-cking bad b-tch
c-ke up in her t-ty
n-gg- talking ’bout me, i ain’t got no pity
got a 50 on me, n-gg-, kick rocks
or i’m ’bout it, ’bout it, n-gg- wit’ it, wit’ it
pull up in the whip with the window tinted
he ain’t f-cking with me, this that presidential tinted
bill clinton getting monica lewinsky’d, d-mn!

[verse 4: skyxxx & caskey]
ain’t it funny how these motherf-ckers come around me?
ain’t it funny how your b-tch asking ’bout me?
all this water whipping in the kitchen, finna drown me
ain’t it funny how this lean got me feeling drowsy?
ain’t it funny how i only got day ones around me?
ain’t it funny how the whole city wanna crown me?
ain’t it funny how your b-tch want me down like bounty?
ain’t it funny how your diamonds looking all cloudy?
ain’t it funny how we came up out of orange county?
she told me she could do it with no hands i hope you found me
ain’t it funny how i’m counting money, so astoundin’?
ain’t it funny how you used to be the champ, now ronda rousey

[outro: skyxxx]
ay, caskey, mane, meet me at the at, n-gg-
we are the is, n-gg-
yeah, that’s right

- skyxxx

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