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letra de triple s (remix) - yn jay

[intro: yn jay]
(enrgy, made this one)
yeah
oh, you said you want?–alright
okay
i can take you there
yeah
that’s all you gotta do is say that one time
okay, yeah
alright

[verse 1: yn jay]
new b-tch, yeah she bad as h-ll, she got long hair
pretty b-tch, got a big booty, yeah i gotta stare
momma always told me i was different, i ain’t got no fears
i don’t eat the cat, that’s why i probably don’t got a beard
i can tell you ’bout my life story, you ain’t gotta care
b-tch keep calling me out my name, you ain’t gotta swear
n-gga tried to tell me bad advice, i had to close my ears
uncle willie sleep on the lawn, he just got a chair
d-mn, unc’ wake up
i was sleep too long in my drеam, i had to wake up
all my time i spent doin’ nothin’, gotta makе up
i just left my b-tch, aw man, that’s a breakup
oh, you wanna see me pop off? shake up
all i want is some ramen noodles, put the steak up
get to throwin’ money in the club, they gotta rake up
seem like my best friend start hatin’ since i came up
n-gga thought that i was done, thought i gave up
n-gga tellin’ stories in his raps, it was made up
could’ve dunked it for the game-winner, but i laid up
b-tch called me cheatin’, d-mn, i played dumb
b-tch tried to send me her location, but i ain’t come
b-tch gave me head but it was alright, no i ain’t cum
why you hop your dumbass in the car if you can’t come?
never seen me comin’, i was dressed as a fake bum
(sss) my shoes say triple s
i been gettin’ money all night, i forget to stress
told bro i was up now, i forget i’m next
[verse 2: coi leray & louie ray]
ayy, ayy, yeah
he’ll still eat my little ass if my ass [?]
yeah, i put this ass all on his face, almost broke the chair
i just got my braids done, baby, don’t pull my hair
[?] sent these new sb’s, i want every pair
see that boy in public, told his ass he can’t hug me
whole gang quiet [?] buggin’
b-tch, i love money, sorry baby, you can’t love me
ahhhh!
yeah, ayy
stuntin’ in (ayy) rick jeans and they’re ripped, b-tch
b-tches want smoke, watch out, yeah, get hit
it’s a big stick, when he lookin’ at me, get his d-ck l!cked
hold on, (okay), ahh

[outro: yn jay]
yeah, that’s all you gotta do is say that one time
okay, yeah
alright

- yn jay

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