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letra de stuck up - sob x rbe

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yeah, yeah, uh, uh
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
gang sh-t, got n-gg-s tryna lane switch

hey, what’s up with it?
let a n-gg- hit yo’ phone, baby f–k wit’ me
yeah this glock on my hip, you know i bust wit’ it
blow a kiss just to show me that you f–k with it
aye, girl what’s up wit’ it?
baby if you f–k wit’ me, then you stuck wit’ me
you be actin’ stuck up and i f–k wit’ it
’cause i know you gon’ be the same wit’ them other n-gg-s

baby pull up on rich n-gg-, all this f–kin’ cough syrup
i’m a sick n-gg-
jeans big, even my pants couldn’t fit n-gg-
that’s why i wear skinny jeans with the stick n-gg-
i’ll pull up on yo’ block with this stick n-gg-
before the rap, broad day pullin’ skits n-gg-
now i’m ray, still 30 in that clip n-gg-
you hit for 10? i just spent that on a fit n-gg-
aye, lil’ baby love a hood n-gg-
real n-gg-, soft ’round her but he’ll k!ll n-gg-s
b-tch, you talkin’ to a boss n-gg-
buy it if i want, give a f–k what it cost n-gg-
yeah, lot of money, lot of cars baby
-ss thick, i can see that from afar baby
yeah, a lot of n-gg-s think they hard baby
all cash on me, but it ain’t sh-t to pull no cards baby

aye, what’s up wit’ it?
let a n-gg- hit yo’ phone, baby f–k wit’ me
yeah this glock on my hip, you know i bust wit’ it
blow a kiss just to show me that you f–k with it
aye, girl what’s up wit’ it?
baby if you f–k wit’ me, then you stuck wit’ me
you be actin’ stuck up and i f–k wit’ it
’cause i know you gon’ be the same wit’ them other n-gg-s

yeah they call me slimmy, but i’m in that big body
chains on, get to reachin’ you gon’ get bodied
you know i could put them diamonds round yo’ wrist mami
spanish baby, give me head, eat this d-ck mami
bang bros, we don’t cuff ho’s
but lil’ baby might just be in luck though
glock 22 a stick, what i clutch on
real crest n-gg-, real cut throat
put that p-ssy in my face, let me play wit’ it
give me yo’ heart, i swear to god i ain’t gon’ play wit’ it
love my life, i can’t let a n-gg- play wit’ it
that’s why i stay wit’ it, and i’ll spray wit’ it
all these vvs diamonds got my chains h-ttin’
how the f–k yo’ b-tch loyal if the gang hittin’?
bad b-tch but she’s broke, i ain’t okay wit’ it
and naw i don’t want the puss if ain’t no cake wit’ it
n-gg-!

aye, what’s up wit’ it?
let a n-gg- hit yo’ phone, baby f–k wit’ me
yeah this glock on my hip, you know i bust wit’ it
blow a kiss just to show me that you f–k with it
aye, girl what’s up wit’ it?
baby if you f–k wit’ me, then you stuck wit’ me
you be actin’ stuck up and i f–k wit’ it
’cause i know you gon’ be the same wit’ them other n-gg-s

- sob x rbe

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