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letra de bestfriend - yhapojj

[intro: yhapojj]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah

[verse 1: yhapojj]
b-tch, i’m set
which one of y’all hoes wanna suck on this d-ck?
pull up with a pole, tryna pew on a b-tch
[?]
hit a b-tch, hit a b-tch, hit a b-tch, tryna
get a brick, get a brick, get a brick, tryna
push the whip, push the whip, push the whip
make a b-tch, b-tch, flip, b-tch, flip, b-tch, flip
make a b-tch take a trip then i flip up on her
what the f-ck is wrong with you? this ain’t no zip
smokin’, shoot a limb
walk out the h-ll’
yeah, yeah, yeah, i’m in that p-ssy, it got grip
yuh, and that p-ssy a waterslide, like, i might slip
yuh, yuh, yeah, this ho talkin’ ’bout she crip
yeah, yeah, yeah, don’t give a f-ck if this b-tch hip
ink on my body, yuh, let opp hit
maserati, yeah, she gon’ whip
she got sloppy and this b-tch got hips
watch this, i’m finna make her flip
i’m tryna flip these b-tches to the f-ckin’ wall
b-tch, i’m set, she gon’ suck my b-lls
pass it off, pass it to my dog
n-gga feelin’ froggy, jump him just like frog
yeah, he get tied like ho
ho talkin’, p-ssy n-gga, kick him just like yo
[verse 2: che]
yeah, yeah, yeah, lil’ yhap my dog
uh, servin’ bowls, n-gga, serve ’em all
yeah, motorola, n-gga, juke ’em all
yeah, i was drinkin’ before i could ball
yeah, young rich n-gga want a audemar
i can’t f-ck with b-tch n-ggas, i can’t f-ck with y’all
yeah, switch, n-gga, i’m gon’ shoot at y’all
yeah, b-tch, uh, and she on my b-lls
told this b-tch to get a grip and she still on my jock, huh
these n-ggas said i so sick, i got h-lla snot, yeah
take a look right at my wrist, i bet you see some rocks, yeah
you just gave yo’ b-tch a kiss while she in my c-ck, yeah
we gon’ put him in a bliss, i’m mr. juggernaut, yeah
these n-ggas wanna talk about bliss? a’ight, bet, i’ll spin they block, yeah
yeah, this b-tch want a kiss but i’d rather not, yeah
in a big benz with yo’ b-tch, mr. spin-a-lot, yeah
he ain’t never seen hollow ticks, b-tch, these bullets hot, yeah
yo’ b-tch wanna have my kids, n-ggas never gon’ be rich

[verse 3: yhapojj]
pull up swaggin’ on yo’ block, mr. swag-a-lot
pull up, pull up, beam down yo’ block, mr. speaker knock
make a f-ck n-gga feel like trump, like a criss-cross
young n-gga and my pockets fat, just like rick ross
just like rick ross
and yo’ b-tch, she brought me to that benz, we kick rocks
i f-ck her in my flip-flops
get lost
[verse 4: che]
catch me on opp, i pull up and my swaggin’
this yo’ ho? i beat her back in
young n-gga get the back end
well, let ’em back in
what the f-ck goin’ on in the trap then?
yo’ ho, she gettin’ tapped in
she ain’t answerin’ her phone, she gettin’ whacked in
n-gga play with you? he gone, he get whacked in

[outro: che]
whacked in
and this b-tch my best friend, my best friend
this b-tch my best friend
yeah, yo’ ho my best friend, yo’ ho my best friend

- yhapojj

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