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letra de perfecto - youngboy never broke again

[intro]
(bj on one)
(skolo)
i’m number one (is that nathan?)
believe that
oh-oh
you, ooh, you might can, nah, nah
ooh, i, i
alright, now, rock, rock your body
i don’t know, ooh (d-roc)
uh

[chorus]
my b-tch bad and she on point and my swag match my gun (match my gun)
ain’t no question if i’m booted, i got molly on my tongue (on my tongue)
i show my ass, b-tch, i’m dumb, yeah, check out how i come (how i come)
as long as you holdin’ up my back, then you won’t never want for nothin’ (huh?)
she perfecto, i want her more than dough (more than dough)
she perfecto, shawty more fun in my rolls (my rolls)
i can’t let go, she mean more than my hoes (hoes)
ninety-nine overall (oh), she perfecto

[verse 1]
this b-tch heaven, she a baddie, she been crafted, she perfected
when i stab it, i won’t pull out and she know that if she let me
she gon’ put that gas on me, ninety-one, ain’t no unleaded
p-ssy n-gga, run up on me, i’m just ready to unlead it
i’m gettin’ dirty and it’s messy, stolen glocks and chevys
b-tch, i’m baby boo, you try to boot and get a headband
n-gga, f-ck you and the news, do what i do, i know you wish you can
syrup by the tank, i’m on that drank, i’m bumpin’ kankan
i won’t hurt n0body, i swear, i
i let off this chopper, i aim it at everybody
huggin’ me if you sleep at night with eyes wide
i’m not alright, they been watchin’ me (they been watchin’ me)
ooh, yeah (who that is?), i’m scared (creepers)
late at night, i got a beam by my bed (by my bed, i got a beam)
where i live, i knock off your head (they gon’ hear you scream)
i keep it concealed, i gotta reveal it, then i’m gon’ hurt some f-ckin’ body
f-ck what you’re doin’ and how you live, my n-gga, i ain’t with that p-ssy poppin’
p-ssy, play me, i’m gon’ pop it
i am not them, gotta watch them
this my gym, i’m the one controllin’ all the weight
i’m gon’ work it out the gate, i’m gon’ take it all away
try to take what i been paid, i squeeze this heater at your face
i’m gon’ speak it, close your mouth, b-tch, i’m real and you’re fake
you better watch the way you talk, b-tch, i’ll pop up at your place
[chorus]
my b-tch bad and she on point and my swag match my gun
ain’t no question if i’m booted, i got molly on my tongue
i show my ass, b-tch, i’m dumb, yeah, check out how i come
as long as you holdin’ up my back, then you won’t never want for nothin’
she perfecto, i want her more than dough
she perfecto, shawty more fun in my rolls
i can’t let go, she mean more than my hoes
ninety-nine overall, she perfecto

[verse 2]
she perfecto, can’t let go, my best ho, her neck glow
she gon’ get it how she live to pay her bills, yeah, it’s dumb
f-ck that n-gga, i’m here, you don’t worry ’bout him
i got beams in your crib and i’m gon’ aim it, i see him

- youngboy never broke again

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