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letra de okay okay - yung booke

[intro: yung booke]
okay, okay, okay
uh
b-tch, you gon’ learn today

[chorus: yung booke]
got bad hoes wanna chill (oh now)
count money just for the thrill (oh now)
i’m for real (oh now)
you want a real n-gga? right here (oh now)
okay, okay, okay
b-tch, you gon’ learn today
okay, okay, okay
b-tch, you gon’ learn today

[verse 1: yung booke]
i came from being busted and dirty
now my rollie cost about thirty
your ho all ratchet and thirsty
i’m geeked up, don’t know what i’m workin’
get hippy, i won’t hesitate to let my pistol fly
i had a ménage with twins and i’m a gemini
huh? but that ain’t got sh-t to do with this though
but i’m six-oh, i get dough, sippin’ color purple [?]
murciélago, pull up inside your booth, two off in your car door
trappin’ in style, we servin’ them birds and pounds out the condo
oh now, the f-ck you sayin’? free my mans out the jam
and i’m cool as a fan, my kicks cost a grand, your b-tch is a stan
[chorus: yung booke]
got bad hoes wanna chill (oh now)
count money just for the thrill (oh now)
i’m for real (oh now)
you want a real n-gga? right here (oh now)
okay, okay, okay
b-tch, you gon’ learn today
okay, okay, okay
b-tch, you gon’ learn today

[verse 2: young thug]
i don’t ever wanna stop
i don’t ever wanna stop, i don’t ever wanna stop lovin’ you
i don’t ever wanna stop
i don’t ever wanna stop, no, i don’t ever wanna stop f-ckin’ you
you can have my kids for real
lookin’ like, no synonym, i like my b-tch brown like timbs’, for real
asian, black any colors, long as they f-ckin’ each other
she sweet, you know we take over
n-gga might f-ck on her mother
i catch you down binnad, i’m takin’ your [?], i’m not givin’ it back
he don’t even try to act gangster, he know that he never been with that (no way)
pull up on n-ggas in mazis’, longway behind me in audis
n-gga, that’s a panoramic roof
blow in that p-ssy like cartridges
[chorus: yung booke]
got bad hoes wanna chill (oh now)
count money just for the thrill (oh now)
i’m for real (oh now)
you want a real n-gga? right here (oh now)
okay, okay, okay
b-tch, you gon’ learn today
okay, okay, okay
b-tch, you gon’ learn today

[verse 3: yung booke]
b-tch, you ain’t even all that
you just hidin’ your ass fat
bet you can’t even throw that ass back
you probably lead the league in chasin’ sacks
[?] the president ain’t black
and the tint ain’t black, i can see you in that
woah now, cash you up like texaco
hey, n-gga, need to shoot yourself like plaxico
you ain’t got no muscle, what you flexin’ for?
i make movies just like russell crowe
know i’m rambo, i got two guns
ho [?] out like a coupon

- yung booke

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