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letra de ring ring 3 ! (prod. @zackdonner) - xang

[chorus: xang]

cash cash, money money, diamond ring ring
you ain’t talking ‘bout a bag, then i ain’t listening
sip the water not the syrup, make my p-ss clean
if you ain’t notice, kc, we doing big things
cash cash, money money, diamond ring ring
you ain’t talking ‘bout a bag, then i ain’t listening
sip the water not the syrup, make my p-ss clean
if you ain’t notice, kc, we doing big things

[verse 1: kiddluv-]

i say i’m gunna with the drip, syrup sippin’
imma need someone to monitor the drugs i’m mixin’
brother in the kitchen, bakin’ soda, water whippin’
everytime a song in kc drop, they stop and listen
you know i do it with ease, she f-cked on the team
d-ck her down 3 times then after that she gotta leave
all alone is all i need, please don’t f-ck with me
uh
young jiggy n–ga look out for yo’ daughter
told me turn up, b-tch i’m walkin’ on water
shut the f-ck up b-tch, i hate being bothered
run up on me and yo’ family we slaughtered
got too many hoes on me that i don’t know
eenie meeny miney moe, i choose you hoe!
[verse 2: zack donner]

eenie meeny miney moe, i f-ck on yo’ hoe
shawty all up on me, play her just like g.i joe
if my money made a sound, it sound like fi fie foe
d-ck her down one time then after that, she gotta go
drip down the water
splash out with the drip like water
she do what i say, i’m her father
make sure my homies straight
i’m really living the good life, i’ll never run away
if you wanna say it won’t you say it to our faces
run up with the homies we gon’ put ‘em in they places
kc that’s the gang, and i swear nothing’s gonna change it

[chorus: xang]

[verse 3: xang]

she been playing all my music, blow the speaker
she gon’ bring herself and a friend, i don’t want either
i-i-i just want the bills up in my wallet to look cleaner
hit it out the park, now i feel like derek jeter
she gon’ spend the night, told that b-tch to go home
she gon’ bring her boyfriend, pull the strap, he gon’ go ghost
i got a d-ck up on the bean, no h0m-
all my money blue, but the bandana rojo
f-ckin’ with me is a mistake
she wanna date, play the b-tch like a mixtape (mm)
i put the glock up in his face, then we gon’ take all the guap outta his chase
f-ckin’ his b-tch up at his place
i be so cold, in the winter my wrist stay
i’m in this b-tch making big plays
she suck my d-ck ‘cause she like how my d-ck taste
i’m going crazy and you cannot stop me
he talk on my gang he get hit with the tommy
the shotty, the glocky, they always be on me
i don’t want the hoe she got too many bodies
she always be l!cking the d-ck like a lolli
if i get exposed, then i promise it’s not me
i say f-ck a snitch, free roddy and bobby
and i’m always lit, b-tch i’m like a taki

- xang

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