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letra de bitches say anything - young slo-be

[intro]
(?)
you lil b-tch
she gon f-ck it up
b-tch do yo thing, i ain’t even tripping off you blood
aye aye, n-gga, booling with the thugs
(it’s the gang)

[chorus]
i can’t worry about no f-gget hoe n-gga
ooh-wee, aye aye unless she go n-gga
sh-t she ain’t talking about nun i’m with the bros n-gga
aye aye, ooh-wee, hang up the phone
i can’t worry about no f-gget hoe n-gga
ooh-wee, aye aye unless she go n-gga
sh-t she ain’t talking about nun i’m with the bros n-gga
aye aye, ooh-wee, hang up the phone

[verse]
aye aye, if you in the field then we gon know about it
ooh-wee, i f-cked my b-tch friend, but she don’t know about it
and this my cousin’s b-tch, you ain’t the owner, you ain’t got the title
aye aye, you know these lil b-tches just a pass-around
lame-ass n0body b-tch on the gram tryna clown
swear she getting bands tho, b-tch cut it out
b-tch you h-lla lame, h-lla broke at ya momma house
some ain’t adding up, you hard to figure out
(she like you got me f-cked up slo-be
what you talking bout?
lame ass n-gga, you prolly at yo baby momma house
you ain’t with the p sh-t, n-gga you in it for the clout
made me pay you, but you f-cking with that b-tch wow)
i just upped ten bands on her, like f-ck you talking bout?
and i made this on my own, b-tch watch yo mouth
cause you ain’t making sh-t b-tch, you just talking loud
b-tch shut the f-ck up, you love this dirty d-ck
(yeah yeah n-gga, okay, but you ain’t sh-t
talking bout bands first, but you let me hit
how do i not know you doing it with the next b-tch
oh you can’t hear me now, lemme say it again
yeah yeah n-gga, okay, but you ain’t sh-t
talking bout bands first, but you let me hit
how do i not know you doing it with the next b-tch
n-ggas foul)
wait a minute, fix yo face b-tch
aye aye, b-tch h-lla happy that she got hit
cause she want the credit for it, yeah you lucky b-tch
can’t take your ass serious tho, girl you ain’t got sh-t
i done got the cash first, because you not sh-t
ooh-wee, aye aye, you ain’t gon be nun
f-cking with the next b-tch, she bringing back some
aye aye, lil n-gga i can’t relax nun
ooh-wee, b-tch you just mad ion need you
(slo-be f-ck you n-gga, f-ck you slo-be
i hate yo f-cking guts n-gga
all you do is play with our motherf-cking heart n-gga
yeah n-gga, ima everybody you ain’t no motherf-cking p n-gga
you still prolly living at yo baby momma house n-gga
you ain’t sh-t n-gga, yeah n-gga, i’m finna pay yo homeboy n-gga
yeah n-gga, yeah n-gga, all that motherf-cker
you not finna play me and have multiple hoes n-gga
you got me f-cked up n-gga
yeah, on yo hood n-gga, on 2one)

- young slo be

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