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letra de its #howimetyourmother - sol jay

[intro]
(azure)
ayo, ian

[chorus]
she said “i ain’t f-ckin’ ‘less you rich,” woah
she told me with fake diamonds on her wrist, yeah
i think i got her f-ckin’ with the kid
she 27, married, from the 6
now hear me, i ain’t f-ckin’ ‘less you rich, b-tch
nah, i ain’t gonna f-ck unless you different
nah, i ain’t stoppin’ ’til my family livin’
they heard my music, told me i’m the sh-t
yeah, i’m the sh-t, she be moving for a fl!ck
how i met your mother
tell me how yo’ b-tch became my b-tch
if she got grills up in her mouth, diamonds dancin’ on my d-ck
and yesterday i met your spouse, said she got some new tits
oh sh-t, i mean some new tints, for her bmw
no, you can’t walk a mile in these margiela shoes
all them know i’m the sh-t, hate to break it to you
it’s just me and myself, that’s my table for two

[verse]
most these b-tches two-faced, i read ’em like a ruby
baby girl, let’s make a movie then let’s watch it, blu-ray, uh
f-ck in your cousin’s jacuzzi
and if anything, i’ma make you pay, touché (touché)
sol jay gonna run his bag up, but he don’t f-ck with that
i’ll lie and say “i’m broke,” just to show you i’m still f-ckin’ that
and nah, i won’t call you a ho, but a groupie ’cause i f-cked a fan
and i’ll pass her to my bro, shoutout voda, that’s a double tap
i f-ck to the beat, bottoms up, hennessy
hit the moves like it’s wwe
all my dogs is bad b-tches, not literally
i keep it 100, they 60 with me
i’m on my big boy sh-t, on my rich boy sh-t
on my f-ckboy sh-t for a ho that chase the sound
ho that chasin’ the clout
you paying me now, pay, b-tch
[chorus]
she said “i ain’t f-ckin’ ‘less you rich,” woah (f-ck unless you rich)
she told me with fake diamonds on her wrist, yeah
i think i got her f-ckin’ with the kid
she 27, married, from the 6
now hear me, i ain’t f-ckin’ ‘less you rich, b-tch (i ain’t f-ckin’ ‘less you rich, b-tch)
nah, i ain’t gonna f-ck unless you different
nah, i ain’t stoppin’ ’til my family livin’
they heard my music, told me i’m the sh-t (yeah, i’m the sh-t)
yeah, i’m the sh-t, she be moving for a fl!ck
how i met your mother
tell me how yo’ b-tch became my b-tch
if she got grills up in her mouth, diamonds dancin’ on my d-ck
and yesterday i met your spouse, said she got some new tits
oh sh-t, i mean some new tints, for her bmw
no, you can’t walk a mile in these margiela shoes
all them know i’m the sh-t, hate to break it to you
it’s just me and myself, that’s my table for two

- sol jay

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