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letra de john ross - the pastelle collective (yedits)

[intro]
(final round)
(fight!)

[chorus: tyler, the creator]
i ain’t got time for these n—as
better throw a watch at the boy
had my boys in this b-tch, looking like a seminar
who the f-ck you talking to, motherf-cker?
boy, i ain’t got time for these b-tches
better throw a clock at these hoes
have these hoes in this b-tch looking for a water hose
who the f-ck you talking to, motherf-cker?
boy, i ain’t got time

[verse 1: kanye west]
okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay (okay, okay)
walkin’, livin’ legend, man, i feel like kobe (feel like kobe)
i just left the strip club, got some glitter on me (glitter on mе)
wifey gonna k!ll me, she thе female oj (female oj)
rich n—a, still eatin’ catfish
that b-tch ain’t really bad, that’s a catfish
if i walk up out of saks fifth
have the paparazzi doin’ backflips
if i lay you down on the mattress
blow the back out ’til you backless
think we already established
she just got ’em done, bra strapless
[chorus: tyler, the creator]
i ain’t got time for these n—as
better throw a watch at the boy
had my boys in this b-tch, looking like a seminar
who the f-ck you talking to, motherf-cker?
boy, i ain’t got time for these b-tches
better throw a clock at these hoes
have these hoes in this b-tch looking for a water hose
who the f-ck you talking to, motherf-cker?
boy, i ain’t got time

[verse 2: nicki minaj]
all you b-tches wanna look like me
wanna be in demand, get booked like me
wanna run up in the lab and cook like me
but ain’t nan you hoes p-ssy good like me
p-ssy so good his ex wanna still fight me
face so pretty b-tches wish they could slice me
she just mad ’cause he never bought her ice like me
i cut all my n—as off, but they would still wife me
rap b-tches tell they team, “make ’em like barbie”
had to come off ig so they can’t stalk me
all they do is copy looks, steal music too
want to see what b-tches do when they lose the blue-print
i mean the pinkprint, ho, let it sink in
i spoke to jay the other day, he’s still the kingpin
he’s still the only n—a that i woulda signed to
if i ain’t sign to wayne’s perfectly designed crew
[bridge: tyler, the creator]
boy, i need a kleenex
how i got this far? boy, i can’t believe it
that i got this car, so i take the scenic
passenger a white boy, look like river phoenix
first, happy birthday!
you b-tch-ass n—a, yup, i’m thirsty
them little shots that you threw, they ain’t hurt me
i ain’t f-ck with your b-tch-ass in the first place
i ain’t got clout

[verse 3: nicki minaj]
i’ll cut up the b-tch, i’ll gut the b-tch (okay)
had to f-ck up the b-tch, man, f-ck the b-tch
won’t shoot her but i will gun-b-tt the b-tch
when we say “f-ck the b-tch,” d-ck up the b-tch
she was stuck-up so my n—as stuck up the b-tch
still draggin’ her so don’t pick up the b-tch
get the combination to the safe, drug the b-tch
know the whole operation been bugged the b-tch, uh

[outro]
(perfect!)

- the pastelle collective yedits

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