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letra de sum 2 do - yeat deluxer

(i-i—, woo, woo)

[chorus]
yeah, i’m shakin’ that b-tch
i don’t got no f-ckin’ limit, lil’ b-tch, i been runnin’ that motherf-ckin’ blitz (ha)
we don’t be needin’ security, b-tch, i’m gon’ ride around, give us them sticks (i’m working on dying)
’cause if you gon’ f-ck around, if you gon’ f-ck around with us, yo’ ass just gon’ get bl!cked (bnyx)
i’m in the bathroom, still don’t give no sh-ts
f-ck that b-tch, they f-ck with the kid, they pr-cks, ha
sittin’ pretty, my money so d-mn tall, yeah
move so much, i got feelin’ withdrawal
i don’t f-ck with none of these rappers, yeah, they suck my d-ck
i was just here selling glass, but i been sellin’ loud (loud)
send yo’ ass a f-ckin’ picture of your f-ckin’ crib
i don’t even give no f-ck you said, i don’t even wanna hear it
ripping that b-tch
i been slanging that b-tch
i been swerving that b-tch out the urus
take me thе plane
i’ma hop on private jet, b-tch, just to pull up in paris
it’ll bе like they, mad they whole life
but we don’t call like they motherf-ckin’ parents
we don’t be giving no f-cks what they saying, them motherf-ckers really embarrassed (it’s sad)

[verse]
yeah (i-i’m—), swervin’ them b-tches, swervin’ down 92 (two)
yeah, pull off on the cops, it’s fun, just somethin’ to do (i-i’m—, swerve)
yeah, i made me some millions, b-tch, i done lost my cool (i-i’m working on dying)
yeah, new chain from moss, this b-tch is swimmin’ a pool (bnyx), ha, ha
yeah, lil’ b-tch, i live on the— uh, i live on the moon, yeah (live on the moon)
yeah, got a big ol’ stick and a ar in my room (stick in my room)
yeah, pull off in the lamb’ and the b-tches just say, “zoom” (just say “zoom”)
and f-ck what you said, we don’t even gotta assume (gotta assume, i-i’m—, woo-woo-woo)
[chorus]
yeah, i’m shakin’ that b-tch
i don’t got no f-ckin’ limit, lil’ b-tch, i been runnin’ that motherf-ckin’ blitz (ha)
we don’t be needin’ security, b-tch, i’m gon’ ride around, give us them sticks (i’m working on dying)
’cause if you gon’ f-ck around, if you gon’ f-ck around with us, yo’ ass just gon’ get bl!cked (bnyx)
i’m in the bathroom, still don’t give no sh-ts
f-ck that b-tch, they f-ck with the kid, they pr-cks, ha
sittin’ pretty, my money so d-mn tall, yeah
move so much, i got feelin’ withdrawal
i don’t f-ck with none of these rappers, yeah, they suck my d-ck
i was just here selling glass, but i been sellin’ loud (loud)
send yo’ ass a f-ckin’ picture of your f-ckin’ crib
i don’t even give no f-ck you said, i don’t even wanna hear it
ripping that b-tch
i been slanging that b-tch
i been swerving that b-tch out the urus
take me the plane
i’ma hop on private jet, b-tch, just to pull up in paris
it’ll be like they, mad they whole life
but we don’t call like they motherf-ckin’ parents
we don’t be giving no f-cks what they saying, them motherf-ckers really embarrassed (it’s sad)

[outro]
yeah (i-i’m—), swervin’ them b-tches, swervin’ down 92 (two)
yeah, pull off on the cops, it’s fun, just somethin’ to do (i-i’m—, swerve)
yeah, i made me some millions, b-tch, i done lost my cool (i-i’m working on dying, hey)
yeah, new chain from moss, this b-tch is swimmin’ a pool (bnyx)

- yeat deluxer

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