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letra de yagirlsfav! - the l.a.m.f.

l-a-m-f ya dig!

[pre-hook]
back down
ya n-ggas back down yeah
sat down
ya n-ggas sat back down
you a clown
won’t you pick up ya fist put the pen down
i got juice i got hits to defend now
(humming)
[verse 1]
yuh
okay
you get it
i’ll wait
i’m feelin infinite
today
i ain’t got no ceiling bih f-ck out my way
no need to repeat, ya know what i say
like bon appetit i flow onna tray
my lyrics is edible ain’t no arrange
lil bih tryna surf, she riding my wave
she tryn fornicate, i eat it like cake
yuh- huh- wha? i bake
… i wanna crib by the lake
and ya girl to gimme face
i’ll make her my tutor, i need som more brain
she got me whenever cuz i’m yagirlsfav
i’ll fly her wherever, she come where i stay
she highest with me
made her cum onna plane
you might be top g buh she don’t f-ck wit tates
she never gon leave cuz she like how i taste
catch a- n-gga- lackin
all ya- n-ggas- trappin
this beat is my carpet aladdin
i fly it like magic i’m passin
she aid me in all of my passions (fruit)
like drake i tell em whats happenin (nin)
[hook]
back down
ya n-ggas back down yeah
sat down
ya n-ggas sat back down
you a clown
won’t you pick up ya fist put the pen down
i got juice i got hits to defend now
n-gga this ain’t recess i don’t play around

[verse 2]
imma blow up the spot get the f-ck out
now you talkin a lot close ya d-mn mouth
i’m ya girls fav-rit n-gga
not a home-wrecker this is my house
and you trespassin get the f-ck out
or imma go ape like i do on this beat
murderous tendency wait and you’ll see
should see the last n-gga i rinse and repeat
yuh, blood on the seat (okay)
yuh, blood on my feet (with the-)
red bottoms i ain’t stuntin for free (okay!)
i ain’t tryna make this sh-t all about me (yuh)
you jus wanna take all of this sh-t from me (wha?)
i’m ridin freestylin my way on this beat (uh huh)
i run up the numbers like a lottery
i’m smoothin it over on som pottery (yuh)
no harry i’m wizin on som mockery
hickory, d-ckory, dockery
ya n-ggas is mice n rats in these streets
runnin up the clock, imma needa piece
f-ckin it up like som cheese (yuh)
f-ckin it up like som cheese (aye)
countin cheddar in my sleep (money)
we f-ckin it up like som cheese (aye!)
[hook]
back down
ya n-ggas back down yeah
sat down
ya n-ggas sat back down
you a clown
won’t you pick up ya fist put the pen down
i got juice i got hits to defend now
n-gga this ain’t recess i don’t play around now

- the l a m f

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