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letra de no respect - slatt zy & sally sossa

[intro]
ayy serg, play that sh-t

[chorus: slatt zy]
haven’t got a angel, give a f-ck n-gga wings
you don’t hear my phone, and my phone don’t ring
i’m shootin’ these n-ggas, i don’t need no team
you lovin’ on that b-tch, but, that b-tch, she for the team
i been hardbody, b-tch, you know i won’t fold
you a street n-gga, put in work, and then, you told
searchin’ for love, but, my heart been sold
clutchin’ on this iron, don’t move too close
[post-chorus: slatt zy]
she got me like, “what the f-ck? p-ssy wet”
i told that b-tch, “no, we can’t f-ck, god won’t let”
did me wrong, know that’s neglect
she suck that d-ck with no respect
these other hoes, know they be tryin’
read my dms, think i’m lyin’

[verse 1: slatt zy]
walk in this b-tch, and i clear out the room
pop ’em in traffic, that engine go, “vroom”
take off his top with that glock, ain’t no room
i’m a street n-gga, b-tch, i don’t go to school
i’m totin’ these glocks, need carbines and 9s
creep on from behind, pop yo’ ass in the spine
i want a b-tch, but, i don’t got the time
sad that we f-ckin’ opps, now she lyin’
[rod wave?] send shots at who? (at who?)
big glock, i’ma shoot, don’t move (move, i’ma shoot)
play your rod, and this sh-t can go smooth (go smooth)
handyman and you keep my tools (ooh)
my life a spiral
seventeen, take high [?]
chop’ jumpin’ like five hoes
we’ll slide in the [?]
[chorus: slatt zy]
haven’t got a angel, give a f-ck n-gga wings
you don’t hear my phone, and my phone don’t ring
i’m shootin’ these n-ggas, i don’t need no team
you lovin’ on that b-tch, but, that b-tch, she for the team
i been hardbody, b-tch, you know i won’t fold
you a street n-gga, put in work, and then, you told
searchin’ for love, but, my heart been sold
clutchin’ on this iron, don’t move too close

[post-chorus: slatt zy]
she got me like, “what the f-ck? p-ssy wet”
i told that b-tch, “no, we can’t f-ck, god won’t let”
did me wrong, know that’s neglect
she suck that d-ck with no respect
these other hoes, know they be tryin’ (tryin’)
read my dms, think i’m lyin’

[verse 2: sally sossa & slatt zy]
just bought a new rollie, ain’t worth my time (time)
got a whole lotta ps ain’t coppin’ no dime (dime)
i’m goin’ crazy, i’m out of my mind (mind)
i was stuck in the dark, but, i’m destined to shine (shine)
i bought you louis, and i bought chanel
i got some secrets, i hope you don’t tell
you know that you blew it, but, i wish you well
and i pray to god, i hope you don’t fail
startin’ to feel like the one (one)
i just want money and drugs (drugs)
i won’t change when the fame come
why you blowin’ me up? (up)
you steady chasin’ for love
you know that it’s dangerous
startin’ to feel like i’m stuck (stuck)
i’m in need for some help (help)
but, that’s when the mask come
i thank god that i’m gifted (gifted)
whoever knew that the tables would turn and this sh-t would be different?
[chorus: slatt zy & sally sossa]
haven’t got a angel, give a f-ck n-gga wings (wings)
you don’t hear my phone, and my phone don’t ring (ring)
i’m shootin’ these n-ggas, i don’t need no team (team)
you lovin’ on that b-tch, but, that b-tch, she for the team (team)
i been hardbody, b-tch, you know i won’t fold (fold)
you a street n-gga, put in work, and then, you told (told)
searchin’ for love, but, my heart been sold (sold)
clutchin’ on this iron, don’t move too close (close)

[post-chorus: slatt zy & sally sossa]
she got me like, “what the f-ck? p-ssy wet” (wet)
i told that b-tch, “no, we can’t f-ck, god won’t let” (let)
did me wrong, know that’s neglect (‘lect)
she suck that d-ck with no respect (respect)
these other hoes, know they be tryin’ (tryin’)
read my dms, think i’m lyin’ (ooh-ooh-ooh)

- slatt zy sally sossa

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