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letra de ain't it - the sophomores

yea
ain’t it, ain’t it?

chorus: veuveray
ain’t it, ain’t it, ain’t it ’bout a b-tch?
n-ggas see me fly, now they wanna cop my kicks, sh-t
ain’t it, ain’t it, ain’t it ’bout a b-tch?
homies see me ride, now they wanna get my whips, d-mn
ain’t it, ain’t it, ain’t it ’bout a b-tch?
n-ggas see my lady, now they wanna get my chick, sh-t
ain’t it, ain’t it, ain’t it ’bout a b-tch?
n-ggas see us grind and wanna get down with the clique

verse 1: veuveray
ain’t it, ain’t it, ain’t it ’bout a b-tch ?
n-gga gettin’ mad cuz she was twerkin’ on my zip’
dance songs played, she was turnin’ up to this
hit the back room and now she pullin’ out my ….
man, if you was me you woulda tried to do it too
middle fingers up because the feeling’s mutual
jfk to lax and right back, y’all n-ggas type wack
i be with that fire pack, shawty? yea she like that
model nike ads, spy bags, fly pad
her blinks link cause it’s a diamond for her eyelash
bloggers wanna type about the ‘partment i crash
ex-girl still be trippin’ off who i smash
soph0m-res, it’s “a tale of two cities”
vegas is where you have a tale of two biddies
at least 4 t-tties, and they smell you too sticky
and turn into the girls that you tell you’re too busy
but

chorus: veuveray

verse 2: au jus
ain’t it, ain’t it, ain’t it ’bout a b-tch ?
n-ggas outside fightin’ and it’s probably over a b-tch
n-ggas make excuses, they ain’t makin’ no chips
ho -ss n-ggas screamin’ “b-tches ain’t sh-t”
never left the city, but you n-ggas is a trip
on a n-gga head, while your girl is on my ….
i stay on her mind like a m-th-f-ckin’ pimp… or a fitted bruh
it’s yo’ juug, get it girl
it’s yo’ l1ck, gon’ hit it girl
let’s take this to “a different world”
let’s hop in this sp-ceship, let the galaxy just grip your soul
let’s lose control and gain perspective
we put this on cruise control and they still can’t catch us
no, a n-gga ain’t flexin’, a n-gga just test-if-..y-ing
doing somethin’ death defyin’, stepped up to rhymin’
i kept on grindin’, perfect timin’
in -ssociation no doubt, bro’s using they clout
and some bad hoes lookin’ out, owww

- the sophomores

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