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letra de adam sandler - ynw melly

[intro]
ooh, woah
ooh, woah
ooh, woah
ooh, woah

[chorus]
i can put a bandana on my car antenna like i’m from atlanta
i don’t wanna buy your white boy, it look funny, call it adam sandler
givenchy the money, spashin’ blue hunnids inside of giuseppe store
she suckin’ my d-ck in front of the kid, while they watchin’ timmy turner
and i was like, “mama, are you glad that you ain’t abort me?”
i was like, “mama, are you glad you ain’t ate the plan b?”
your son a millionaire and he provided for ya, he a bad me
just tell me ex b-tch, “stop tryna replace me”

[verse]
’cause now when i’m look for her, n-gga right there, ain’t richer than me
i’m a real blood, just shinin’, yeah, ain’t no b-tch in me
i’m a real n-gga, no lilo, ain’t no st-tch in me
h-ll nah, b-tch, ain’t no switch in me
need a hundred k just to get to me
and these p-ssy -ss n-ggas be history
bad lil’ ho, she super thick, i think this ho be hittin’ me
f-ck that, n-gga better stop that sh-t ’cause k!llers always go for me
overseas, overseas, got k!llers waitin’ overseas
no, wait, huh

[chorus]
i can put a bandana on my car antenna like i’m from atlanta
i don’t wanna buy your white boy, it look funny, call it adam sandler
givenchy the money, spashin’ blue hunnids inside of giuseppe store
she suckin’ my d-ck in front of the kid, while they watchin’ timmy turner
i was like, “mama, are you glad that you ain’t abort me?”
i was like, “mama, are you glad you ain’t ate the plan b?”
your son a millionaire and he provided for ya, he a bad me
just tell me ex b-tch, “stop tryna replace me”

[bridge]
ooh, woah
ooh, woah
ooh, woah
ooh, woah

[chorus]
i can put a bandana on my car antenna like i’m from atlanta
i don’t wanna buy your white boy, it look funny, call it adam sandler
givenchy the money, spashin’ blue hunnids inside of giuseppe store
she suckin’ my d-ck in front of the kid, while they watchin’ timmy turner
i was like, “mama, are you glad that you ain’t abort me?”
i was like, “mama, are you glad you ain’t ate the plan b?”
your son a millionaire and he provided for ya, he a bad me
just tell me ex b-tch, “stop tryna replace me”

[outro]
so like all my fans and sh-t postin’ on instagram and sh-t
’cause i just got the permanent-um-comments
been a while, twenty bands
i got a lego, no eggo
i don’t want no boujee b-tch
no, i just want a lame ho
she was like, “where the f-ck did you go?”
i was like, “d-mn, ho”
i went to johnny dang’s tho

- ynw melly

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