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letra de bbllsb and bbllj - star bandz & jadaaa2x

[intro]
uh, had to, had to motherf-ckin’ tip-toe in this b-tch, on bro (brr, brr, uh, uh, uh)
n-ggas know what the f-ck goin’ on (b-tch)
say what? huh? huh? (b-tch, b-tch)
what do me and my homegirl jadaa the f-ck , b-tch

[jadaa]
in less than a hundred days, i got a hundred ways i could turn a n-gga to a millionaire (baow)
got a bag, now my closet filled with a bunch of clothes i’ma never wear (b-tch)
’bout a b-tch, i will never care (b-tch), smack who? n-gga, i triple dare
doggy be so fried, if he died, he would ask god, “can i smoke in here?”
n-gga, what? who? when? where? punish n-ggas, put his ass in the chair
i respect men, but he f-ck with the opps, i’ma drop kick the b-tch down the stairs
ever since, b-tchеs started f-ckin’ just ’cause i’m a rapper, hoеs come in pairs
n-ggas ain’t help me get sh-t, i’m stingy with it, i don’t wanna share
rubbin’ down a b-tch backside, drench a n-gga, leave his ass baptized
draco hit a n-gga in his backside, chase a n-gga down for some exercise (ah, ah, ah)
he just seen his homie get his face left on the floor, now he mesmerized (what the f-ck?)
he just saw his b-tch leave him in the dust just because the b-tch love the guys

[jadaa]
b-tch-ass n-gga pillow talkin’
i ain’t know we was into it
this ho lied up in my face
i could’ve changed her life, she blew it
take his gun, he don’t know what he doin’
f-ck makin’ a post, i’ma come through shootin’ (brraow, brraow)
n-ggas be thinkin’ i f-ck they hoes because i rap, it’s deeper than music (grraow, grraow, grraow)
[star bandz]
bad b-tches love lil’ star bandz $
why? because how lil’ star win
i don’t trip ’bout none of the opps
i swear all of them n-ggas is losin’ (is losin’ bad)
i’ll f-ck around, k!ll myself before i go out and get clapped by a goofy
anybody who think sh-t sweet f-ck the opps her man came to my
house, you n-ggas is stupid (suck my d-ck, b-tch)

[jadaa]
promise you, i’m not playin’ with n-ggas
don’t care how deep, i’m slayin’ you n-ggas (grraow)
i ain’t gon’ lie, i was sparin’ you n-ggas
why? because y’all was fans of a n-gga (y’all was on my d-ck)
but now and on, stay the f-ck from around me
no bullsh-t, i’m bannin’ you n-ggas (b-tch-ass n-ggas)
i don’t need no co-defendant
bounce out dolo, handlin’ n-ggas (brr)
come through, first n-gga mug get clapped
no bap, this sh-t deeper than rap (grraow, grraow, grraow)
can’t get a job, then you go better trap
if you heard that i was broke, that’s cap
n-ggas get caught with they head in they phone
loafin’, leave with his head in his lap (uh)
n-ggas get caught tryna serve ’em a custo
n-ggas gon’ die with they percs and strap (uh, uh, uh)
[chorus]
bad b-tches love lil’ jadaa
why? because how lil’ ja k!ll
i don’t trip ’bout none of the opps
i swear all of them n-ggas is losin’ (is losin’ bad)
i’ll f-ck around, k!ll myself before i go out and get clapped by a goofy
anybody who think sh-t sweet f-ck the opps her man came to my
house, you n-ggas is stupid (b-tch-ass n-gga, okay)

[outro]
baow, baow, baow
it’s slow motion star bandzy and jadaa in this b-tch
(slay girl)
i’ma come through shootin’ in this b-tch
you don’t wanna do it in this b-tch
we could do it anywhere, n-gga

- star bandz jadaaa2x

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