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letra de new 2 y’all - tay b

[intro]
(mia jay c)
hmm (hah, hah)
huh, yeah

[verse 1]
hate a n-gga always askin’ can he hold somethin’? (can he hold somethin’?)
pop out icy, you might even see my nose runnin’, huh
belt to ass, i might beat you like you stole somethin’, huh (on my mama)
walk up in the club myself, but i got hoes comin’ (on my mama)
lame n-gga wifed his b-tch, she a known runner
lil’ cuz chillin’ in the trap, i got ‘bows comin’ (on the yeah side)
i don’t play around with lil’ hoes, i like a grown woman (on the yеah side)
he can’t evеn hang around the gang ’cause he told on ’em (n-ggas rats)
uppin’ dog sh-t on my opps just to troll on ’em (just to troll on ’em)
internet thuggin’, see ’em out, they ain’t on nothin’ (ain’t on sh-t)
label gave him ten thousand, sold his soul for it
just bought a house, the first thing i bought was a stove for it (no cap)

[chorus]
i been gettin’ the money, this sh-t new to y’all (this sh-t new to y’all)
i don’t wanna f-ck ‘less it’s two of y’all (‘less it’s two of y’all)
pandemic had you up, but you blew it all (n-ggas broke as h-ll)
them bodies startin’ to drop, you know who involved (brrt)
[verse 2]
find somethin’ safe to do, i ain’t the playin’ type (ain’t the playin’ type)
any time i had some sauce, i got my mans right (on my mama)
after i f-ck, i hope you know that you ain’t stayin’, right?
p-ssy free, i hope you know that i ain’t payin’, right?
yeah, f-ck you mean? you a big rat just like chuck e. cheese (on god)
face card good, can get on credit like a hundred keys (on god)
you can’t f-ck with me, i can really f-ck your b-tch with ease (on god)
chrome heart pants, don’t you see the crosses on my jeans?
you broke, your daddy broke, and your son broke (hmm)
i know you heard that sayin’, “broke n-ggas come in threes”
on her knees, got her suckin’ d-ck, she can barely breathe
already froze, so i told the cop he can’t tell me, “freeze” (yeah)
it’s hot as h-ll outside, my n-ggas wearin’ skis (on the yeah side)
ridin’ through the city, bulletproof long-sleeve (hmm)
casamigos and some weed all the hoes need (mhm)
my main mans like scream, he on a k!lling spree (mhm)

[chorus]
i been gettin’ the money, this sh-t new to y’all (this sh-t new to y’all)
i don’t wanna f-ck ‘less it’s two of y’all (shh)
pandemic had you up, but you blew it all
them bodies startin’ to drop, you know who involved
i been gettin’ the money, this sh-t new to y’all
i don’t wanna f-ck ‘less it’s two of y’all
pandemic had you up, but you blew it all
them bodies startin’ to drop, you know who involved

- tay b

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