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letra de afumba world - the afumbas

[intro]
i’m always black, ooh woah (stop playin’ with ’em, ‘vontay)

[chorus]
and i’m black like the afumbas (‘fumbas)
ain’t black, but i still wanna rumba (rumba)
fried chicken be turning me on (on)
“pick me”, i’m picking daquan
like sharkesha, laquisha, kefe (grrah)
all of the blackies is pretty (d-mn)
all of the afumbas is black
black girls (black girls) and we ain’t fightin’ f-gs (grrah)

[verse 1]
wap (wap), cause he whip me when i get bad
fried chicken in the 305
cotton fields, louisiana
i’m a blackie girl (girl), white ‘lanta dreamhouse
the way master whippin’ n-ggas, got me pickin’ out like the shein house (woo)
workin’ out, we sweatin’ out
we pick cotton, ain’t no payin’ out
kool-aid, we drinkin’ now
watermelon, we eatin’ now
in the cotton field, quota fillin’ out
i told ‘vontay we stop pickin’ now
that master so old, we just chillin’ now
n-ggas stop pickin’, pickin’, pi-pickin’ now
i’m black(ie), b-tch, if you still in doubt (oh)
[chorus]
and i’m black like the afumbas (‘fumbas)
i’m not black, but i still wanna rumba (rumba)
fried chicken be turning me on (on)
“pick me”, i’m picking daquan
like sharkesha, laquisha, kefe (grrah)
all of the blackies is pretty (d-mn)
all of the afumbas is black
black girls (black girls) and we ain’t fightin’ f-gs (grrah)

[verse 2]
afumbas ain’t nothin’ to play ’bout
they wanna run it up at the playground (playground)
we here, the f-ck they gon’ say now? (grrah)
i’m washin’ these b-tches, i’m bleachin’ the stain out
make you wanna surrend (grrah)
all the fake blackies just wanna pretend (hey)
like hold on, let me go find a playpen (grrah)
look where it led, now i’ma put it to bed
an afumba b-tch with her blackie clique (grrah)
braidin’ her hair, so she bald a bit (d-mn)
and i see the head, shave all of it (d-mn)
and i want the wig, grab onto it (grrah)
and i swing my fist, so she losin’ it (like)
and i get the phone with no pin in it (d-mn)
yeah, i know the trick, so i got her nicked (d-mn)
yeah, they know who lit, me and blackie, b-tch
[chorus]
and i’m black like the afumbas (‘fumbas)
ain’t black, but i still wanna rumba (rumba)
fried chicken be turning me on (on)
“pick me”, i’m picking daquan
like sharkesha, laquisha, kefe (grrah)
all of the blackies is pretty (d-mn)
all of the afumbas is black
black girls (black girls) and we ain’t fightin’ f-gs (grrah)

[outro]
i’m a blackie girl in the afumba world
life in cotton, it’s not so rotten
you can’t brush my hair, it’s tangled everywhere
imagination, life is your creation

- the afumbas

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