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letra de sin! - surplus

(intro)
beh, let the choppa blow
fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, i’ll let
it go, beh, i’m getting rich
beh, beh, beh

(chorus)
i can not f-ck wit’ no hoes lil’ b-tch man i’m him (him)
let the choppa’ blow (blow) will that be a sin? (no) ion’
even know, get to the dough (ching) if she ain’t lemme hit then to
the door she goes (bye) b-tch im high off percs i could
careless watchu wan’ (bye)
(verse 1)
ma, man of the hour, man of the year (year)
you in my headlights, b-tch i call yo’ ass a deer
(deer) and get to the cash like fast, fast, fast (skrrt)
can not trust no b-tch, can not trust no hoe, if i hit a
l!ck then ima’ take em’ out (out) b-tch i feel likе yeat
from the way mah’ money twеrk (blah) and when she
on mah’ d-ck best believe she put in work and go
bizzerk, all my b-tches bad, they be thinkin’ this b-tch
is riri (riri) where i’m f-cking from half these b-tches
wanna see me (see me) it’s so sad they can’t see me
cause lil’ b-tch man i’m up (up)

(verse 2)
b-tch i feel like durk by the way i up that scope
b-tch i pop out wit’ that choppa, and i let it
f-cking blow, i was broke now i’m running up
all that f-ckin’ dough, me and twizzy in that range
yea’ we up up in the rove’ yea’ i feel like i’m tom
by the way i f-cking throw, shoutout angel you
my twizzy, yea we both 2 f-ckin’ goats, all them
diamond on mah’ neck b-tch, yea they f-cking
froze, when i hop out of that stu’ i pray to god
i’ll make it home
(chorus)
grah, grah, grah
i can not f-ck wit’ no hoes lil’ b-tch man i’m him (him)
let the choppa’ blow (blow) will that be a sin? (no) ion’
even know, get to the dough (ching) if she ain’t lemme hit then to
the door she goes (bye) b-tch im high off percs i could
careless watchu wan’ (bye)

- surplus

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