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letra de bart simpson - yellaboi

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[intro:]

she hop on my bike
yeah she likin’ the pedals

she listen to metal
she smokin’ gelato

she keep speakin’ spanish
she ‘bout her dinero

she sharp as an arrow
and fly as a sparrow

n-ggas want queens
but keep scr-ping the barrel

she said i want b-tches
i told her “no quero”

she diggin’ my style
she like my apparel

i’m up in the office
i’m chillin’ with darryl
(switch it)

[bridge 1:]

everywhere we go, night or day
all these b-tches love me

that’s why baby girl, everyday
thinks i’m up to something

try to tеll my baby, yella candy
these girls think i’m yummy

told that girl to jump, ask how high
i call hеr my bunny

[chorus:]

pretty b-tches love to f-ck ‘wit
me ‘cuz i’m different

fresh t-shirt, yellow hair
i’m bart simpson

yellaboi ‘gon pull up ‘wit
the wax you see me drippin’
if the party wack
i dap my slatts a and ‘yella dippin’

pretty b-tches love to f-ck ‘wit
me because i’m different
(because i’m different)

fresh t-shirt, yellow hair
i’m bart simpson (bart)

yellaboi ‘gon pull up ‘wit
the wax you see me drippin’
(yeah, yeah)

if the party wack
i dap my slatts a and ‘yella dippin’
(aye)

[verse:]

‘imma walk in if these
b-tches are lettin’ me

i’m in the front and the
back like a centipede
i hear ‘em hatin’
i don’t let it get to me

why would it get to me?
(get to me, get to me)

no these real b-tches
they don’t have a check for me

i’m in the front and the
back like a centipede

i hear ‘em hatin’
i don’t let it get to me

why would it get to me?
(enemy, enemy)

now i heard she tried to
hit my bro

why the h-ll i ever
even let her in my home

if we done then why do
you insist to hit my phone

i know you don’t care
you just scared to be alone

(switch it)

[bridge 2:]

out of work doctor
i’ve run out of patience

i’m real sick of askin’
i’m ‘finna just take it

if ‘dwellers became the new
sound of the nation

i wonder what else they’d
be asking of me

love my supporters
they know we ‘gon make it

they love when i’m rapping
they loving the cadence

they catch us and tell us
we’re too underrated

can’t hear what you sayin’
i’m famous to me (woo)

[chorus]

pretty b-tches love to f-ck ‘wit
me ‘cuz i’m different

fresh t-shirt, yellow hair
i’m bart simpson

yellaboi ‘gon pull up ‘wit
the wax you see me drippin’

if the party wack
i dap my slatts a and ‘yella dippin’

pretty b-tches love to f-ck ‘wit
me because i’m different
(because i’m different)

fresh t-shirt, yellow hair
i’m bart simpson (bart)

yellaboi ‘gon pull up ‘wit
the wax you see me drippin’
(yeah, yeah)

if the party wack
i dap my slatts a and ‘yella dippin’
(aye)

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