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letra de way i walk - yb curtis

[intro]
(this beat so grin)
(ay’ sol, that’s sweet)
uh (uh, uh)
yeah
ay’ where my drank at?
take a sip on on these n-ggas yeah (b-tch ass n-gga)
say let that bit, go like this, yeah

[chorus]
ay’ go off, i say b-tch, yeah go off (uh uh)
ay’ mane this sh-t be off the dome, i never write
this ain’t no chalk
that ho’ ass n-gga tried to talk
that boy a b-tch, that ain’t my fault
b-tch i’m the realest, know i do this sh-t
lil’ b-tch i’m never soft
ay’ i can’t really f-ck wit’ p-ssy n-ggas claimin’ like they raw (raw, uh)
mane you a b-tch and he a b-tch
yeah
it’s f-ck what you done saw
b-tch if you just got a problem n-gga you know we could solve (we could solve)
i can’t really help that sh-t lil’ b-tch that’s just the way i walk

[verse 1]
yeah, i’ma go and hop, b-tch
ay’ like i’m playin’ hop scotch
i ain’t never been the type of n-gga that the cops got
ay’ i’m that type of n-gga
the type of boy not wit’ that rah-rah
come to me wit’ that rah-rah b-tch i hit you wit’ that fye fye
ay’ i’ma f-ck that pretty b-tch, she in the land of la-la
i’ma make that p-ssy dance b-tch
it slide just like the cha-cha
ain’t smokin’ on no weed lil’ b-tch
ain’t smokin’ on no zaza
my daughter gettin’ older b-tch
ain’t no more goo-goo-gah-gah
ay’ i be wit’ them boys n-gga
b-tch you can’t f-ck wit’ us
mane, you know we them type of n-ggas, can’t get up wit’ us
ay’ b-tch i’m from that f-ckin’ boot lil’ b-tch
ay’ they can’t buck wit’ us (can’t buck wit’ us)
they be talkin’ all that bullsh-t like it ain’t enough wit’ us (it ain’t enough wit’ us)
[chorus]
ay’ go off, i say b-tch, yeah go off
ay’ mane this sh-t be off the dome, i never write
this ain’t no chalk
that ho’ ass n-gga tried to talk
that boy a b-tch, that ain’t my fault (that ain’t my fault)
b-tch i’m the realest, know i do this sh-t
lil’ b-tch i’m never soft
ay’ i can’t really f-ck wit’ p-ssy n-ggas claimin’ like they raw
mane you a b-tch and he a b-tch
yeah
it’s f-ck what you done saw
b-tch if you just got a problem n-gga you know we could solve (we could solve)
i can’t really help that sh-t lil’ b-tch that’s just the way i walk (the way i walk)

[verse 2]
b-tch them p-ssy n-ggas know
ay’ p-ssy b-tch i ain’t gotta show
b-tch i be that f-ckin’ g you see that polo in my clothes
i’on even just get high no more
ay’ b-tch i’m on that low (i’m on that low)
b-tch i’m gon’ upgrade my car
don’t give no f-ck ‘bout what you drove
i be really goin’ up, don’t give no f-ck ‘bout what you had
if you wit’ me we gon’ ball
my baby mama got a bag
ay’ for these b-tches tryna’ get up at me
ay’ b-tch you gon’ get snagged
mane b-tch don’t never try to play wit’ me
my girl gon’ beat ‘yo ass (ha ha ha)
b-tch i make a p-ssy n-gga lose connection, make ‘em lag
b-tch i wear a belt up wit’ my f-ckin’ pants, i don’t sag (uh uh)
ay’ b-tch i want that gucci belt
i’ma add that sh-t up to my bag
mane b-tch don’t never try to take sh-t from me b-tch
i bust ‘yo ass (i bust ‘yo ass)
mane i won’t never take a life but i know that b-tch she took my soul (took my soul)
mane them p-ssy n-ggas think they know me b-tch but i just troll
b-tch i got all my sh-t just planned out
i got a lot of goals (a lot of goals)
i’ma f-ckin’ do my thing all 2024 (2024)
[chorus]
ay’ go off, i say b-tch, yeah go off (uh uh)
ay’ mane this sh-t be off the dome, i never write
this ain’t no chalk (this ain’t no chalk)
that ho’ ass n-gga tried to talk (tried to talk)
that boy a b-tch, that ain’t my fault (it ain’t my fault)
b-tch i’m the realest, know i do this sh-t
lil’ b-tch i’m never soft
ay’ i can’t really f-ck wit’ p-ssy n-ggas claimin’ like they raw
mane you a b-tch and he a b-tch
yeah
it’s f-ck what you done saw
b-tch if you just got a problem n-gga you know we could solve (could solve)
i can’t really help that sh-t lil’ b-tch that’s just the way i walk (the way i walk)

- yb curtis

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