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letra de fuck what he saying - yella beezy

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[chorus]
i know your n-gga be playin’, but f-ck what he sayin’
i know you’re sick of his bullsh-t, and all that f-ckin’ explainin’
every day it’s some other sh-t, he keep making you angry
you keep sayin’ that you through with buddy, but none’ seems to changes
but f-ck what he sayin’, f-ck what he sayin’
but f-ck what he sayin’, yeah f-ck what he sayin’
know you’re tired of the playin’, you’re tired of that playin’
all that b-tchin’, explainin’, all that b-tchin’, explainin’

[verse 1]
i know you’re tired of the playin’, and that n-gga lazy
he stay on that childish sh-t and gon’ keep drivin’ you crazy
you ain’t gon’ get younger girl, time flyin’, you agin’
come f-ck with a real n-gga, that’s a man, you can’t raise him
let go, you can’t save him, disrespectful behavior
indulging in other b-tches, all up in they faces
i swear you deserve better, what the f-ck have he gave you?
say baby don’t worry ’bout him, what he bring to the table?
no i cannot lie, yeah you do somethin’ to me girl
put that pride to the side and bring that p-ssy to me girl
i don’t care about our lives, i just got shot by cupid girl
so let me slide up inside, let’s cut up and get foolish girl

[chorus]
i know your n-gga be playin’, but f-ck what he sayin’
i know you’re sick of his bullsh-t, and all that f-ckin’ explainin’
every day it’s some other sh-t, he keep making you angry
you keep sayin’ that you through with buddy, but none’ seems to changes
but f-ck what he sayin’, f-ck what he sayin’
but f-ck what he sayin’, yeah f-ck what he sayin’
know you’re tired of the playin’, you’re tired of that playin’
all that b-tchin’, explainin’, all that b-tchin’, explainin’

[verse 2]
every day it’s some new sh-t
makin’ empty promises, he ain’t gon’ do sh-t
hit that n-gga line and tell him my new boo lit
how you wife that ho, she on some f-ck the crew sh-t
we on a new trip, hop up in my new whip
walkin’ bow-legged, pockets full of blue chips
these ain’t old hundreds, paper, i got blue strips
and we don’t drive home, and lil boy yeah we flew here
just pop you a tab, let’s get your roll on
i hope you up for a new ride, baby hold on
show baby how i get down, your ex was so wrong
baby don’t you worry now, i’ll have your soul gone

[chorus]
i know your n-gga be playin’, but f-ck what he sayin’
i know you’re sick of his bullsh-t, and all that f-ckin’ explainin’
every day it’s some other sh-t, he keep making you angry
you keep sayin’ that you through with buddy, but none’ seems to changes
but f-ck what he sayin’, f-ck what he sayin’
but f-ck what he sayin’, yeah f-ck what he sayin’
know you’re tired of the playin’, you’re tired of that playin’
all that b-tchin’, explainin’, all that b-tchin’, explainin’

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