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letra de 100k - tarro

[hook: tarro}
100k inside in my closet (hunnid)
i got yo b-tch in my pocket (pocket)
got her drippin like a faucet
walk in the bank, i just made a deposit (cash)
poppin’ a xan make her vomit
me and my n-ggas higher than a comet (yeah)
eat the perky like a olive
big booty b-tches throwin’ -ss in follies (yeah)
racks fold like a wallet (yeah)
no hesitation n-gga imma c-ck it (ou)
bad b-tches gettin topless
hoppin’ down on the d-ck just like hydraulics (hollup)
and my choppa go boom (yeah)
activis in my womb (yah)
scoopin’ ya b-tch like a spoon
then i play in that b-tch just like tune (woo)

[verse 1: stevo universe]
walk in the bank and i make a deposit
got a lil b-tch makin’ profit (make it)
told that lil b-tch to just drop it (uh)
now she want me cause i’m poppin’ (uh)
told that lil b-tch to just hop in the car (skrt)
now she just poppin’ a bar (xans)
took that b-tch right to the park (uh)
my diamonds, they shine in the dark (flash)
(yeah, yeah)
cartier gl-sses don’t care bout the weather
i’m touchin’ her once and her p-ssy get wetter
p-ssy n-gga run up and get wet up
got a lil b-tch and she hot like a kettle
told that lil b-tch to ride with a devil
heater on my lap i’m keepin’ the metal
hop up in the whip i’m pushin’ the pedal (vroom, yeah)
(skrrrt)
ou, walk in the bank and i make a deposit (walk)
all of my b-tches exotic (exotic)
hop on the d-ck and she ride it (ride it)
preach to em just like a prophet (a prophet)
i p-ss her around like a topic (ou, ou)
makin my profit (ou, ou)
pocket, rocket (bow)
no talkin, no gossip
water on my neck it look like a faucet (uh)
all of my n-ggas, they solid (solid)
i am a star, like a comet (comet)
i told my b-tch just be honest (honest)
movin’ the work like tectonics (tonics)
i’m f-ckin’ yo b-tch to be honest (yeah)

[verse 2: tarro]
ridin’ round town in a bentley
2-2-3 cause i know the n-gga envy
hunnid dollar bills, i don’t do the twenties
party in the mansion, used to be at tellies (hollup)
you a rat, master splinter (woo)
got more paper than a printer (ayy)
i f-ck b-tches off of twitter
if you can name her, my n-gga i’ll hit her (5, 4, 3, 2, 1, go!)
throwin’ hunnids in the one like i litter
i can’t wait to see all these b-tches bitter
born as a loser, came out as a winner
she gon try to f-ck when i’m a public figure
i remember that b-tch ain’t let me kiss her
if i see her at my show imma kick her
swear to god me and stevo like deandre and chris on the mof-ckin’ clippers (swear)
red in my cup, don’t drink liquor
she eat the perc like a snicker (hollup)
hit her one time and i flip her
then imma cut that b-tch off like a scissor (yeah)
look at my neck, imma quiver (hmm)
jewelry, water like a river (woo)
neck reflectin’ like a mirror
i got a pole like a mof-ckin’ stripper
(lil n-gga that’s ice)
put a n-gga in the guinness (ouu)
my lil homie k!llin’ every witness (yeah)
and i got ya b-tch on my wishlist
bet you a hunnid thousand i can hit it

(mob on the beat)

- tarro

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