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letra de ion give a fuck - yg

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[verse 1: yg]
i’m so drunk in the club, don’t get me started
driving people crazy, they asking me the [?]
tryna eat a model out, like i was starving
she only date ballers, well b-tch i’m balling
spilling drink all over the carpet
but they can’t speak on it because i’m [?]
i’m tryna get her [?] like she a target
tryna spit game but she ain’t buying no [?]
so i’m on to the next like a fast-forward
if you ain’t getting naughty, what you looking bad for?
i’m tryna make a ho chris brown, transform
well i got that fire girl, i can keep your pants warm
we hit the dance floor, i do my duggy
tryna take a model down likе rugby
vampire p-ssy, tryna k!ll that like buffy
but it’s kinda hard, cause shе came with her hubby

[chorus: yg]
walk up in this b-tch, started sippin’ on something f-cking up my liver
what? what? what? i don’t give a f-ck
all these models on my head, i’m tryna get one in the bed
and then i ask her if she with it? she said i don’t give a f-ck
i don’t wanna f-ck, i don’t wanna f-ck
she said her boyfriend is here, but i don’t give a f-ck
she said her boyfriend is here, but i don’t give a f-ck
i don’t i don’t give a f-ck, i don’t i don’t give a f-ck
[verse 2: nipsey hussle]
black on black pockets fat, hoppin’ out the 7 strap
walk up to the club, don’t pat me down, they just pat my back
all my n-ggas got chains on, yeah, we thick as f-ck
out of dress code, we rush the door, cause we don’t give a f-ck
standing on the couches, poppin’ bottles smoking weed
you see them hoes flocking, that’s how you know it’s me
i got power in these streets, big boss boxer briefs
i got dead p-r-e-z’s, and these expensive ass jeans
yeah, and i’m a beast off in them sheets
so if i pull, then i’m gon squeeze
as soon as i cum, then i’m gon leave
soon as i’m done, i’m gon beat
back on my grind, back on these beats
cause i could never be a n-gga that had it, lost it
ending up back in these streets, nuh-uh
so its all money until i’m r.i.p
and in my city, n-gga, i am he
and we are v, o-n-e’s
one five, two zeros yg
[?] going like drums on the beat

[chorus: yg]
walk up in this b-tch, started sippin’ on something f-cking up my liver
what? what? what? i don’t give a f-ck
all these models on my head, i’m tryna get one in the bed
and then i ask her if she with it? she said i don’t give a f-ck
i don’t wanna f-ck, i don’t wanna f-ck
she said her boyfriend is here, but i don’t give a f-ck
she said her boyfriend is here, but i don’t give a f-ck
i don’t i don’t give a f-ck, i don’t i don’t give a f-ck

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