letra de idfwt - ysb og
[hook]
i ain’t f-ckin’ with these b-tches that be wearin’ make up
i ain’t f-ckin’ with these hoes that ain’t got they cake up
i ain’t f-ckin’ with these b-tches that be wearin’ make up
i ain’t f-ckin’ with these hoes that ain’t got they cake up
you a busta, you a sucka, boy you’s a faker
you a busta, you a sucka, boy you’s a hater
ballin’ hard in this b-tch like i’m a laker
slap the pole in the club, don’t try to play us
red and green beams in the club, these ain’t lasers
we’ll air this b-tch out if you try to play us
44s pourin’ fours ridin’ on scr-pers
diamonds vvs drip on a punk hater
[verse 1}
grindin’ like i’m tony hawk, feelin’ like a skater
she wanna eat my kids up, but i won’t date her
i will not save her, i don’t do the basic
my life is like the matrix, fifteen hundred on new kicks
she better have them blue strips, she wanna ride in a new whip
bustin’ jugs all d-mn day, i ain’t [?] it’s time to cool it
pour dusse up in the movements, i’m up there where the moon is
b-tch n-gg-, you foolish, the 40 knock his -ss stupid
she suck my d-ck like she toothless
she like why your n-gg-s so ruthless
b-tch, we been the cool kids
we been breakin’ all the rules and sh-t
your old n-gg-, he losin’
he a lame n-gg-, he a dufus
f-ck n-gg-, you a goofy
30 round in the tooly
make that -ss clap like you in a p-rno movie
she said n-gg- [?] and she wanna get in the jacuzzi
i’m ridin’ in a foreign, 2 on the dash, fast & furious
just know i ain’t stressin’, real n-gg-s ain’t worried
i pull up on they block, and they run in a scurry
i’m chasing up the guap, man these n-gg-s, man they bore me
i bet i can make it hot in the cold where it’s snowy
she try to say she ain’t a thot, but her -ss be tellin’ stories
[hook]
i ain’t f-ckin’ with these b-tches that be wearin’ make up
i ain’t f-ckin’ with these hoes that ain’t got they cake up
i ain’t f-ckin’ with these b-tches that be wearin’ make up
i ain’t f-ckin’ with these hoes that ain’t got they cake up
you a busta, you a sucka, boy you’s a faker
you a busta, you a sucka, boy you’s a hater
ballin’ hard in this b-tch like i’m a laker
slap the pole in the club, don’t try to play us
red and green beams in the club, these ain’t lasers
we’ll air this b-tch out if you try to play us
44s pourin’ fours ridin’ on scr-pers
diamonds vvs drip on a punk hater
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