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letra de i like - young swift

[young swift]

yea

[hook: young swift]
i woke up this morning, with a brand new swag
like f-ck these n-ggas, let’s get this cash
i like money and b-tches, and b-tches with money
i’m a real -ss n-gga, you can’t take that from me
i like money and b-tches [yea], and b-tches with money [i like]
money and b-tches [yea], and b-tches with money [i like]
money and b-tches [b-tches], money and b-tches [b-tches], money and b-tches[i like]
money and b-tches [i like]

[verse 1: young swift]

look
ok i like that cash, i like that loaf
she say she like that d-ck, well girl that d-ck like you
it’s charge nation the army, give that soldier salute
and if it’s me and my b-tch then i like that coupe
i throw some ice on too, just so i shine right
then i blow what’s left, getting my mind right
money on the radar get it till the graveyard
and my homie got that thang n-gga, go on play hard [heh]
ok it’s raining, n-gga what that flood cost
i found hate, but no love lost
do it like i taught you, getting twisted like a cork screw
if you ever wanna ball, then tell them swiffa sports you [hey]

[hook: young swift]

[verse 2: young jeezy]

i got money with n-ggas [yea], she like n-ggas with money [snow]
i say “cot d-mn girl! hey what’s up with your tummy!” [yeaaaa]
she say “look at me snow. you know i been in the gym.[yea]
he ain’t blowin on strong, so i ain’t f-ckin with him. [ha haaa]
see you stepped up your swag [swag], see you rockin them timbs.”
i say “b-tch these just boots![boots] you see me rockin these gems![d-mn]
don’t i look liberace? […ace] don’t i look so versace? [snow]
take a look at me now![now] i used to trap in huaraches!” [yeaaaa]
right now you a 10 as you see i can count
i said “you sure look good, hey but what’s in your account?” [aye]
i don’t f-ck broke b-tches, [nah] cause them b-tches be funny [funny]
they spend they money on b-tches, [b-tches] i like my b-tches with money
snow [yea]

[hook: young swift]

[verse 3: jim jones]

i woke up this morning, praise to allah
last night got crazy, blew 20k at the bar
love them b-tches with credit, a car, and a job
i’m a freak for them watches, my d-ck get hard for chopards[grr]
hopped out left the turbo on, got out it like word is born
her mouth is fowl but it turn me on
had to crack a dial on that tourbillion
apt that’s watch talk, black gt that’s drop talk
like a baby head, my top soft
hit the club and we pop collars
private jet, one way to heaven
taking bets 2k11
hold’s 8 stacks and i ain’t sweatin
40 for the stone 8 for the setting [grr]
she need a job talkin bout she don’t need a man
i said f-ck you b-tch, i don’t need a b-tch
i just feed them dreams like peter pan

[hook: young swift]

- young swift

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