letra de mystery - thr33
[intro]
aye
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[verse 1]
i need yo’ head, give me yo’ time
i-i got that sh-t on me, you can get popped
but i got hands if you tryna get dropped
she took my kids, yeah, she tryna adopt
n-now this lil’ other ho want all my s-m-n
i need that ‘za, young n-gga be fienin’
ni-n-gga be cappin’ like what is yo’ meanin’? (straight like that, n-gga)
hit from the back, man, that coochie was creamin’
ni-ni-n-gga try push up, i won’t ‘een movin’
send a few shots make that f-ck n-gga groove
send a few shots make that f-ck n-gga dip
i been waitin’ too long, n-gga, where is my tip?
i ain’t halfway done like a new bag of chips
finna pull up in 5, better be at ya’ house
i can tell the bullsh-t ‘cause he steady runnin’ mouth (okay-)
take her back to my crib, baby, take off yo’ blouse (i got the video, i got the video)
[verse 2]
ugh-huh, ugh-hm, d-mn
i-i-i think i just seen a lil’ ghost! (lil’ ghost!)
ni-n-gga try pull up on me actin’ tough…
why is you doing the most? (like, why?)
just seen a fat booty bih’ walkin’ by, shawty be eatin’ the oats (d-mn!)
f-ck with the benjiman, f-ck with the blue, n-gga, i’m not bangin’ loc (i’m not)
ni-n-gga try blame me for money, like, where?
takin’ my gun, don’t you dare (don’t you dare)
i slap a n-gga for talkin’ that sh-t, n-gga, don’t give me that stare (don’t do it)
why yo’ ho cryin’ ‘cause i ain’t wan’ f-ck? i say, “ok, claire” (ok)
ye-yes, i f-cked yo’ b-tch in yo’ crib, yes, i put d-ck in her tummy (her tummy)
had to tell big bruh, “get off the wock, why is you movin’ like mummy?” (like mummy)
n-gga be stupid as f-ck, i’m concerned, ni-n-gga can’t sit down and learn (can’t learn)
p-ssy, we know you gon’ shoot no sh-t, co-come and get beat like a man (a man)
that n-gga fake as f-ck, i’ma just snake ’em, d-do ’em just like dirty dan (dan)
i’m on the mic, fin’ cook up in the booth, someone please pass me the pan (pan)
p-ssy try come to me actin’ buff, i-i told that f-ck n-gga, “what?” (what?)
fine bih’ really tryna set me up, i shoot that b-tch in her b-tt (d-mn)
[verse 3]
n-gga, this sh-t really don’t come easy, you gotta get up and grind…
sh-t! i ran out of time
n-gga, give me yo’ brain ’cause i need it…
556 push that f-ck n-gga back
ain’t n0body there, n-ggas turnin’ they back
my unc’ off the perc, that n-gga be trippin’
y’een never did drugs, n-gga, why is you sippin’?
so, n-gga, just sit down and be you…
i hide in the shadows and pop out the blue
pop out the blue like a muh’f-ckin’ agent
n-ggas can’t see the pictures i be paintin’…
ni-n-ggas don’t understand me like matilda!
i’m havin’ tools like i’m bod the builder!
like i’m aladdin, she wan’ see the worldddd
th-that n-gga tweet on social like a girllll
[outro]
gang
(straight like that, n-gga)
(okay, i got the video, i got the video)
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