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letra de fmb pt 2 - wolfacejoeyy

[intro: wolfacejoeyy]
uh, uh
yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
uh, yeah
uh, woah
uh, uh
uh, free my, free my— uh, free my b-tch, huh
huh, free my b-tch, huh (uh, pop me a perc’, got a power, uh, uh, yeah, powr up)
ayy, ayy, oh

[chorus: wolfacejoeyy]
ayy, my soulmate probably locked up, free my b-tch
’cause every ho i talk to ain’t on sh-t, huh, wait
and shame on my ex, i know that lil’ ho sick, huh, wait
i swear i’m way too p, uh-uh, i can’t be tricked, hold up, wait
freaky ho tryna eat me up, tryna suck my kids, hold up, huh
you can’t shoot no shot on me, that b-tch gon’ brick, huh, wait
love my b-tches bad and bougie, super thick
but i can’t find that ho, she must be locked up, free my twin, uh

[verse 1: wolfacejoeyy]
ayy, okay, f-ck my friend then i’m gon’ cut ya
huh, you and your friend be on some stupid sh-t, y’all dumb and dumber, huh
but i kind of like that ho, okay, okay, i just might f-ck ya
huh, ‘fore i do that sh-t, gotta watch out, huh, gotta wear that rubber
uh, i told you all my confessions and you playеd me out like usher
b-tch, i ain’t trippin’ on sh-t, not a godd-mn thing, i’ma find me anothеr, huh
i think the ho must’ve forgot i’m way too trim every day like summer, huh
my new b-tch so bad, she vogue bad they put her on the cover
ayy, hm, beat on the box like dj mustard
it’s a godd-mn shame, your n-gga so lame, your n-gga a sucker
she can’t forget me, i put givenchy all in her ear like a cl-ster
huh, i know she miss me, she puttin’ fenty all my sheets and my covers
[chorus: wolfacejoeyy]
ayy, my soulmate probably locked up, free my b-tch
’cause every ho i talk to ain’t on sh-t, huh, wait
and shame on my ex, i know that lil’ ho sick, huh, wait
i swear i’m way too p, uh-uh, i can’t be tricked, hold up, wait
freaky ho tryna eat me up, tryna suck my kids, hold up, huh
you can’t shoot no shot on me, that b-tch gon’ brick, huh, wait
love my b-tches bad and bougie, super thick
but i can’t find that ho, she must be locked up, free my twin, uh

[verse 2: hurricane wisdom]
(w-woah, woah) my b-tch come from bali, huh (woah)
my weed come from cali, woah (woah)
i could’ve [?] off too quick, boy, i am not from [?]
i hit a fan ho way too quick, i’ma add her to my tally
just [?]
ooh, i got on chanel, you smell me, huh
my b-tch gon’ sing like nelly
threw a [?] from the [?], you feel me
threw a [?] on the front, n-gga, [?]
ayy, put a k on his [?], n-ggas cappin’
young n-gga got everything, huh (yeah)
[i don’t even need?] everything [?]
from the trenches [?] chain tucked
ayy, if i don’t get paid, it’s a no
mm, if you don’t get paid, you can go
woah, way too [?], sh-t too easy, i never played with a ho
mm, don’t cuff me, i love my freedom
i got reasons, you know? i got options, you know?
[chorus: wolfacejoeyy]
ayy, my soulmate probably locked up, free my b-tch
’cause every ho i talk to ain’t on sh-t, huh, wait
and shame on my ex, i know that lil’ ho sick, huh, wait
i swear i’m way too p, uh-uh, i can’t be tricked, hold up, wait
freaky ho tryna eat me up, tryna suck my kids, hold up, huh
you can’t shoot no shot on me, that b-tch gon’ brick, huh, wait
love my b-tches bad and bougie, super thick
but i can’t find that ho, she must be locked up, free my twin, uh

- wolfacejoeyy

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