letra de dats real - toosii
[chorus]
i know her type, she don’t really f-ck with n-ggas, yeah
bougie and bad, she don’t be in touch with n-ggas
i ain’t really know much about her, a young n-gga really be freestyling
and i ain’t wanna say too much about her and be profiling
but i could tell you the house she grew up and how she used to live
not a lot of bedrooms but mama had a lot of kids, i know
her big brother ain’t play, mama ain’t raised no ho
she been in love, that’s real, but need somebody that’s real
[verse 1]
karma a b-tch, why you was f-cking with her?
you the reason she don’t really trust a n-gga
i keep a cutter, i’ll cut a n-gga
and just to be honest, i don’t never wanna see you in love with a n-gga, yеah
she can’t be in love with a n-gga
shе get nasty, wrap her hair up ‘fore she f-cking a n-gga, yeah, yeah
that’s only ’cause she sucking a n-gga
and all my partners know what’s up, i’m in love when i’m with her, yeah
took her back to my place, met her up on mysp-ce
we used to oovoo, that p-ssy like voodoo
that p-ssy like water, let me cross the border
i think i should thank her mama, don’t know what her mama told her
[chorus]
i know her type, she don’t really f-ck with n-ggas, yeah
bougie and bad, she don’t be in touch with n-ggas
i ain’t really know much about her, a young n-gga really be freestyling
and i ain’t wanna say too much about her and be profiling
but i could tell you the house she grew up and how she used to live
not a lot of bedrooms but mama had a lot of kids, i know
her big brother ain’t play, mama ain’t raised no ho
she been in love, that’s real, but need somebody that’s real
[verse 2]
california, living her lifestyle
country boy, she tryna see what life ’bout
good girl but i’ma f-ck her ’til the lights out
she the type to talk but she wanna see what the pipe ’bout, oh
and she don’t f-ck with n-ggas who lames
she in her own world, ain’t really got no time for the games
i make her mind go insane
i switch it up, l!ck on her spine when i bang
i get naked when she like the sound of my chains
so i’ma f-ck her with my chains on, make her tat my name on it
p-ssy too good, i can’t even go put the gang on it
she ain’t from there, but that ass fat like a georgia peach
i don’t sweat her but i don’t like when she ignoring me
[chorus]
i know her type, she don’t really f-ck with n-ggas, yeah
bougie and bad, she don’t be in touch with n-ggas
i ain’t really know much about her, a young n-gga really be freestyling
and i ain’t wanna say too much about her and be profiling
but i could tell you the house she grew up and how she used to live
not a lot of bedrooms but mama had a lot of kids, i know
her big brother ain’t play, mama ain’t raised no ho
she been in love, that’s real, but need somebody that’s real
letras aleatórias
- thugga baby › letra de like u - thugga baby
- alf the explicit › letra de death to the - alf the explicit
- arden bright › letra de dreams into gold - arden bright
- agust d › letra de people - agust d
- the brook brothers › letra de little bitty heart - the brook brothers
- mc gibi › letra de extremo da putaria - mc gibi
- angie robba › letra de rouge - angie robba
- city comma state › letra de in the meltdown - city (comma) state
- lumix › letra de дети (children) - lumix
- parradox › letra de white boy swag - parradox