letra de gone wit it - thouxanbanfauni
[intro]
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i f-cked that ho, i vroom in the wind and then i’m gone wit’ it (zoom, gone wit’ it)
i f-cked that ho and like the wind, fauni gone with it (bye)
i’m in your city for one night and then i’m gone with it (then i’m gone wit’ it)
[chorus]
b-tch, you f-cking trippin’, anything goin’ wit’ it
fifty b-tches in my bed, made a song wit’ it
i put some d-ck up in her lip, she think she grown wit’ it
we hit a lick out of town and come home wit’ it
we hit for fifty, got enough to throw a bone wit’ it
he like my music, just be acting like a clone wit’ it
ayy, put me on a lick, just don’t be on the phone wit’ it
n-gg-s actin’ weird, don’t even want me hearin’ ’bout it (why?)
hesitatin’ ’bout some money, better go’n wit’ it
you better come pick up your mans, buddy gone wit’ it
you better get these b-tches quick, buddy gone wit’ it
early bird gon’ get the worm, boy, we gone wit’ it
all the loot y’all left around, boy, we gone wit’ it
[post-chorus]
gone wit’ it, gone wit’ it
gone wit’ it, gone wit’ it
gone wit’ it, gone wit’ it
gone wit’ it, gone wit’ it
[verse]
oh, baby, baby, baby, why so quick to drum wit’ it?
your mans got money, but not like me, i’ll put you on wit’ it
i’ma bust this bih’ from the back and the side, i’ll make her moan wit’ it
and these n-gg-s, i just can’t ever get along wit’ ’em
and lately, p-ssy been broke as f-ck, i can’t get along wit’ ’em
i told that b-tch i right my wrongs, but can’t do wrong wit’ ’em
all these b-tches just wanna see if i do some’ wrong wit’ ’em
that bonnie and clyde sh-t, but i can’t do no wrong wit’ ’em
gotta get this money, f-ck decisions and them consequences
i done told these b-tches that we need it, all on my lieutenant
i’m talking ’bout green, getting it, green, getting it, i just get it
i gotta f-ck it up, get it right back after i spend it
ooh, spit it, spit it, spit it, sloppy lil’ biddy
uh, nasty lil’ ho, all up in sadity
had her not far sadity and boosted her t-tties
got her -ss done and she boosted up her t-tty
n-gg-s don’t understand, we king of the city
i don’t think these n-gg-s even f-ckin’ on brittany
f-ckin’ on bae and we got no ebony
all that cakey hoppin’ on my wedding
all that cakey, hop up in my wedding
glock with a kick, but i can’t be stressin’
yeah, we gettin’ money, every day a blessin’
wakin’ up in the mornin’, you know that’s a blessin’
[chorus]
b-tch, you f-cking trippin’, anything goin’ wit’ it
fifty b-tches in my bed, made a song wit’ it
i put some d-ck up in her lip, she think she grown wit’ it
we hit a lick out of town and come home wit’ it
we hit for fifty, got enough to throw a bone wit’ it
he like my music, just be acting like a clone wit’ it
ayy, put me on a lick, just don’t be on the phone wit’ it
n-gg-s actin’ weird, don’t even want me hearin’ ’bout it
hesitatin’ ’bout some money, better go’n wit’ it
you better come pick up your mans, buddy gone wit’ it
you better get these b-tches quick, buddy gone wit’ it
early bird gon’ get the worm, boy, we gone wit’ it
all the loot y’all left around, boy, we gone wit’ it
[post-chorus]
gone wit’ it, gone wit’ it
gone wit’ it, gone wit’ it
gone wit’ it, gone wit’ it
gone wit’ it, gone wit’ it
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