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letra de sweat - stunna girl

[intro]
i’m finna gas the f-ck out these hoes (no playing)
i’ll never let him see me sweat (you hear me)
(yo 2side where you get that beat from) (ouh)
i’ll never let him see me sweat (what)

[chorus]
i’ll never let him see me sweat (ahah)
he don’t love them hoes it was strictly ’bout a check (’bout a check)
swervin out the (ah) p-rn [?] (skrt, skrt, skrtt)
six tapped in like what you got lined up (watchu got lined up)
i know some n-ggas we can make a quick bag off (check)
or we gon pick these wires up if they cat off (if they cat off)
‘lil b-tch put in work i work my ass off (work my ass off)

[verse 1]
look good in amiri’s but he like it with my pants off (haaaaaan)
i can make a jack boy n-gga take his mask off (take his mask off)
my ass wobble when i walk cause it’s that soft (ouuuu)
infatuation he addicted to me, i’m his medication (i’m his medication)
my plan worked out, buckled out the situation (haaaaaan)
got the formula these b-tches want my information (uhuh)
we ain’t never even had one conversation (goofy)
n-ggas swear up and down they was talking to me (what the f-ck)
…nah, i was talking to the money (yeaa)
you did, b-tches want smoke (ahah)
your favorite n-gga sponsor me go get a quote (go get a quote)
stop f-cking with that hoe mudda, b-tches being broke
i was 17 putting b-tches on i’m the goat (i’m the goat)
[bridge]
it’s brazy cause when i was 13 i got this tattoo on my leg that said addicted to being a boss (big stunna)
god’s beautiful creation on my shoulder
already knew what i was i already knew who i was finna be

[verse 2]
back to the basics
you wasn’t off the porch yet
i was catching cases
turned handcuffs into vvs bracelets (ouuuu)
im gorgeous but i’m dangerous
i’m runnin’ out of patience (yeaa)
be cautious when you approach me
watch how i stun’ on you hoes, yall don’t know me
break a n-gga’s wrist touch his rolly
put you on a play p-ssy what you finna throw me
i’m the reason why y’all hair been is poppin’
posting new wigs got everybody shoppin’ (haaaaaan)
black middle part got them n-ggas going loco (yeaa)
but the blonde frontal got them b-tches in a chokehold (yeaa)
pretty complexions said that man mr. coco (yeah, run it up, run it up)

[chorus]
i’ll never let him see me sweat (run it up, run it up)
he don’t love them hoes it was strictly ’bout a check (run it up, run it up)
swervin out the (ah) p-rn [?] (run it up, run it up)
six tapped in like what you got lined up
i know some n-ggas we can make a quick bag off (we can make a quick bag off)
or we gon pick these wires up if they cat off (if they cat off)
lil’ b-tch put in work i work my ass off (work my ass off)
[verse 3]
you hear me?
you did, b-tches wan’t smoke (haaaaaan)
i’m with all that
shots fired at that b-tch get yo dog back (grahhh)
how many rap n-ggas (tuh) got they chain sn-tched
my popo in the trap right now still pimpin’ (yeaa)
she bussin’ d-cks in the bag claimin’ she only strippin’
you ain’t only fans but you b-tch n-ggas is d-ck trippin’
bet that ass gets to clappin’ when that perc starts kickin’

[interlude]
bet that ass gets to clappin’ when that perc starts kickin’
(ayayayayayaya,)
bet that ass gets to clappin’ when that perc starts kickin’
(ayayayayayaya,)
w-when that when that perc starts kickin’ (haaaaaan)
when that perc starts kickin’ (haaaaaan)
bet that ass gets to clappin’ (haaaaaan)
when that perc starts kickin’ (ah, ah, yeah)
bet that ass gets to clappin’ when that perc starts kickin’

[verse 4]

and i’m f-cking with this hoe laylay
had her doing bareback n-gga (ha)
everyday was payday
what’s under yo’ hoodie n-gga, is that an a.k? (grahhh)
s-x tape came out with a n-gga that ain’t f-ckin with jj (grahhh)
or [?] b-tch being bald-headed she a perm needer
i’m a scammin’ ass b-tch so i need a [?] reader
he ridin’ with it on his lap he ain’t stashing the heater (yeah, hah)
he ridin’ with it on his lap he ain’t stashing the heater
[outro]
you did
b-tches wan’t smoke
your favorite n-gga sponsor me go get a quote
stop f-cking with that hoe mudda, b-tches being broke (b-tches being broke)
i was 17 putting b-tches on i’m the goat

- stunna girl

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