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letra de pay check - $teven cannon

(xanarchy!)
(its hot as h-ll)
(107 in october, what, what)

[verse 1]
she just wanna f-ck me for my pay check
diamond in your b-tch, i think my girl just got my rain wet
i ain’t want that b-tch cause that b-tch was on the same sh-t
i ain’t want that b-tch cause that b-tch was on some lame sh-t
love to drive a foreign, no doing no race, i let the blind hit
you don’t cook no dope, how yo rich if you don’t make hit
paint that b-tch black, bet inside kkk sh-t
i don’t need a bae, i rather sleep up in the bay
kids on the cheek, my n-gg-, thats a f-cking face lift
say she like the whip, i tie her up like a slave ship
i sleep in the chamber, you don’t care i don’t make it
cop so much g i think my plug hate me
gotta whip the porche up
b-tches shake they -ss when i’m in home but can’t afford the d-ck
make your b-tch disappear, aye, this is sorcerery
sucking on my c-ck, i think your b-tch f-cking harder d-ck

[hook]
welcome to clout club
had to grab a strap and i don’t leave the crib without one
kilo on my neck, had to f-ck your b-tch, and this the outcome
ask my sugar mama for the kit and she done found one
welcome to clout club (for real)
you be looking for a n-gg-, i can tell you ain’t found one
know your trap chirp, but my cell sound like a falcon
i can be yo papi, got the check inside the pouch, huh

[verse 1]
see baby, i been k!lling sh-t for real
i do what it takes, i know i gon make a mil
swim lil b-tch, swim lil b-tch, swim
these diamonds aquafina, water falling off the scale
swim lil b-tch, swim lil b-tch, swim
you my aqua-woman, baby, hold your breathe for real
i’m tryna see you move, and you purping what they hail
b-tches whole world lying, i think it make me lose my hair
put my thumb in her b-tt and the b-tch ain’t even care
i know these b-tches super good, b-tches super rare
f-ck these b-tches rare like i swear it wasn’t fair
versace on my condom, and i’m done f-cking b-tches rare

welcome to clout club
had to grab a strap and i don’t leave the crib without one
kilo on my neck, had to f-ck your b-tch, and this the outcome
ask my sugar mama for the kit and she done found one
welcome to clout club (for real)
you be looking for a n-gg-, i can tell you ain’t found one
know your trap chirp, but my cell sound like a falcon
i can be yo papi, got the check inside the pouch, huh

- teven cannon

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