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letra de young legend - yo favorite sissy

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verse 1:
you’on know nann punk
that rock out like p
i been k!llin’ h—-
ever since st. joes

you wanna sip tea
let’s toast
only sissy in my city
that’s really doin’ the most

fact check, ho
everything cleared
got one million reasons why i’m it
and you not

starting with
i’m the sh-t, and you not
heard me d-mn right
i’m that b—-, and you not

now, you hot
but you sound like a–
and your flow so s—–
my s—
p— b—— can’t
f— with it

stop all the bull
put that s— on eject
baby, i’m the people’s choice
you a f—– reject

when you listen to my s—
every line get krunk
if we goin’ bar for bar
i got all these p—-
f— girl

comin’ hard
know it’s twirl for a twirl

cadence on fleek
bars on elite

whole style switched up
elevation, and i been on
heard them h— been hatin’
comin’ for the kid
but your style outdated

baddest b-tch, pt. 2
yeah
the reincarnation

d-mn, p, how the f-ck you feel..
to be da baddest b-tch, out..

still ain’t got no deal

that’s a gag
bae, you last
and i’m first

if you bad
ho, i’m worse
dat

oh, and now a b-tch sellin’ records
for the record

first they wanna know
when yo tape gon’ drop
once you pop

“girl, this b—- on explore
everyday, around the clock
when this ponk gon’ stop”

all my s— bop
f— ah opp
lil f—-t a– n—-
but, i’m flowin’ like pac

respond to the shade?
i could never find time
hoes hate me
cause their mammies hated mine

p-ssy real good
type: fresh. no smell
& that thang tight
hold a n-gga, no bail

talkin’ a– h—, worried bout
if i’m f—–
buggin’
these n—– big cap
but you knew it wasn’t nothin’

got my sh-t together
y’all still wanna hate
off this hair s— alone
ah b—- eatin’ so good
ho, i got to-go plates

if you steppin’ outta pocket
i can put you in your place
ain’t gotta f— for s—
i’ma get it off face
and that’s based

savin’ for a pistol
i’ma spray it like it’s mace
cause i’m tired of all you tom girls
playin’ in mysp-ce

hate me a p—- a– n—-
all them f— tired
put me on the beat
watch me carey like mariah

chorus:
can’t you see
these h— got beef with p
they don’t want s— for the queen
but, this was meant to be

(b—-, you better ride)

can’t you see
these h— got beef with p
and they keep switchin’ teams
h— just tryna knock my dreams

verse two:
i’on even think i wanna rap nomo
i gotta join weightw-tchers..
eatin’ all these h—

now these n—– on my heels
i gotta stay on my toes
tryna keep ‘em off my nerves
keep a bag of that dro

90’s baby, so, i’m winnin’
(know you digg it)

came out in the beginning
stuntin’ hard as a bih
f— a like, and a view
i’ain beggin’ for s—

i’m a m—-f—– legend

m—-f—– right
i said it

you can
meet me in the trap, or the ‘yo
but, i’ll never spit bars for the ‘gram

i’on give a f—
b—-, the price goin’ up

n—– still wanna sleep
tell ‘em juju on that meat

chorus:
can’t you see
these h— got beef with p
they don’t want s— for the queen
but, this was meant to be

(b—-, you better ride)

can’t you see
these h— got beef with p
and they keep switchin’ teams
h— just tryna knock my dreams

- yo favorite sissy

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