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letra de reflection - yn jay & louie ray

[intro: yn jay]
(enrgy made this one)
enrgy, why you do that man?
always doin’ somethin’ man

[verse 1: yn jay]
reflection, i thought i saw myself but it was really you
i be talkin’ to myself, like is it really you?
jump fly on the plane, but i really flew
n-gga thought he had some zaza, it was really doo
xanny looked white in the dark, it was really blue
let me f-ck you good tonight, like what you finna do?
man i’ll make your top drop, like a missing roof
i be cookin’ in the kitchen, smell like chicken soup
hold on
n-gga thought i hit his main b-tch, but it was (ahhh!)
n-gga thought i hit his main b-tch, but it was really lou
i just dropped all my old hoes, all my b-tches new
how the f-ck you pull up with a, and you (ahhh!)
how the f-ck you pull up with a, and you forget to shoot?
how do n-ggas diе in the streets? cause they forgеt the rules
left the crib with a knot of sloppy 20s, i forget the blues
everyday all i do is win, i forget to lose
i ain’t trippin’ on these groupie b-tches, they gon pick and choose
i don’t know what i’ma wear today, you can pick my shoes
i don’t know what i’ma shoot today, you can pick my tool (hold on)
[verse 2: louie ray]
okay, okay, yeah
i made her shut the f-ck up, cause she talkin’ a lot
i used to leave my momma crib, and walk to the spot
totin’ a lil .38, the one you ain’t cop
i heard dawg was on your ass (who?), the one you ain’t pop
need another 4 of wock, sh-t level me out
n-gga tryna charge $250, they helpin’ me out
i’m a patient at the door like in jail and they lettin’ me out
her coochie d-mn near was screamin’ back, like you stretchin’ me out
f-cked the b-tch to sleep, it’s time to go like who lettin’ me out?

[verse 3: yn jay]
aye, where the dough at? (where it’s at?)
want me to drive 6 hours away, where the show at?
say you got some b-tches on the floor, where the hoes at?
i’m tryna sip on some belaire, where the rose at?
n-gga tried to steal my style, i want my flow back
i just took a n-gga b-tch, he want his hoe back
oh, you seen me drivin’ down the street, i might blow past
oh, you seen my drivin’ drunk as h-ll, they like don’t crash
i know a cute b-tch that’s bad as h-ll, but ain’t got no ass
i know a n-gga flashin’ 20 thousand, ain’t got no cash (naw)
b-tch f-cked my head up
b-tch keep squirtin’, she done f-cked my bed up
beat her doonies down, i done f-cked my leg up
hit her from the side, i done spilled milk red cup
i had to stop poppin’ perkys, i just put my meds up
i seen my n-gga at the bottom, i had to pick my mans up
i know life get hard, you gotta pick your chin up
all this fake love, swear a n-gga fed up (fake love)
hit her from the side, i done put my leg up (d-mn)
stack 100 days, gotta put my bread up
walkin’ with a bottle in the club, i’ll bust your head up
i just f-cked a b-tch that used to play me, she done seen i came up
i’ma slam dunk in her p-ssy, i won’t never layup
i’ma f-ck you good then hit the road, i won’t never lay up
bad b-tch cute, nails done, she don’t need no makeup (bad b-tch)

- yn jay louie ray

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