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letra de pimped out, dripped out - ths cal

[tag]
it’s tsand fool!

[chorus]
got me feeling pimped out when i’m dripped out
getting money, i don’t gotta trip now
n-ggas mad i got a bust down on my wrist now
you was hating but we gettin’ rich now
n-ggas swear they tote all them bl!cks in them pics on that cap sh-t
you not a hood n-gga boy you a catfish
don’t hit my line, you ain’t talkin’ no cash sh-t
call him 6ix9ine ’cause he f-cked on a rat b-tch

[verse 1]
i’m the man if you don’t know who it is
real n-gga, never needed a b-tch
why you lovin’ on them goofy n-ggas baby come and f-ck wit’ the kid
and we can pull up to the cut in a benz
i ain’t worried ’bout a homie or a partner, i’m up dog sh-t
they done took the love up out my heart, i know i lost it
i don’t f-ck wit’ n-ggas ’cause they steady on that soft sh-t
i’m a savage n-gga, all i need me is a boss b-tch
aye, saucy n-gga wit’ the money, ask yo b-tch about me
she done hit my line and told a n-gga she can’t live without me
i’ma dominate the city, don’t you ever doubt me
making all these moves, every day i’m in a different county
you ain’t no steppa, and you ain’t no k!lla
you ain’t a real b-tch, you be f-ckin’ different n-ggas
[chorus]
got me feeling pimped out when i’m dripped out
getting money, i don’t gotta trip now
n-ggas mad i got a bust down on my wrist now
you was hating but we gettin’ rich now
n-ggas swear they tote all them bl!cks in them pics on that cap sh-t
you not a hood n-gga boy you a catfish
don’t hit my line, you ain’t talkin’ no cash sh-t
call him 6ix9ine ’cause he f-cked on a rat b-tch

[verse 2]
i’m that n-gga, i done did it again
see i done hit it now she tellin’ her friends
other night i had sharyna over, we was coming heat in the benz
today it’s leah and she bringin’ a friend
but every night and every day i steady staying on the grind
b-tches come and go but wit’ this money it’s yo time n-gga
runnin’ to that bag it ain’t no worries on my mind n-gga
we’ll be on yo head if you talkin’ outta line n-gga
we ain’t lovin’ on no b-tches, we ain’t loving on no hoes
we ain’t beefin’ wit’ no goofy, we ain’t cuffin’ on no hoes
i been running up this pape and i don’t really got no woes
and it’s strictly only brothers, only rolling wit’ the bros, lil b-tch
lil b-tch
lil b-tch, b-tch
lil b-tch, b-tch
lil b-tch
[chorus]
got me feeling pimped out when i’m dripped out
getting money, i don’t gotta trip now
n-ggas mad i got a bust down on my wrist now
you was hating but we gettin’ rich now
n-ggas swear they tote all them bl!cks in them pics on that cap sh-t
you not a hood n-gga boy you a catfish
don’t hit my line, you ain’t talkin’ no cash sh-t
call him 6ix9ine ’cause he f-cked on a rat b-tch

- ths cal

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