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letra de so good - yung joc

[chorus]
i bought a couple bags just so i could f-ck
i popped a couple tags just so i could f-ck
i threw some rims on the jag just co i could f-ck
even said i be your man just so i could f-ck
that p-ssy so (good), that p-ssy so (good)

[verse 1 – yung joc]
i got a bad b-tch, let me tell you about her
compliments me real, h-ll yeah, she a rider
and every time we f-cking on the step she call me daddy
i guess it’s safe to say that i’m her f-cking step daddy
if she say she want it, i get it
‘times i feel like t-ty: “it’s mine, i spend it”
said she want a condo, down town, got her one
jaguar on piedmont took her there, got her one
know i’m not a trick, i just like to treat
halloween 6, freddie kruger in them sheets
ha, treat you like my uzzi
finger f-cking till you ooze
let her blow 20 bands in gucci, cash money like tunechi

[chorus]
i bought a couple bags just so i could f-ck
i popped a couple tags just so i could f-ck
i threw some rims on the jag just so i could f-ck
even said i be your man just so i could f-ck
that p-ssy so good, that p-ssy so good

[bridge – ebony love]
i got that x right, got that come back
i love to tussle that n-gga tell me run it
he with it. he riding around and he gettin’ it
he know as long as he hittin’ it, it comes down to those digits

[verse 2 – 2 chainz]
no freestyle then we for the paper
hair weave k!ller, i’m the undertaker
take her home, turn of the phone l1ck on her neck
drop a tone and make her moan
wake up my neighbor
all these money on me, i’ma buy some acres
got so many acres, i’ma buy some neighbors
we can go bag shopping, shawty what’s your favorite
you must have dropped your watch all that time that you wasted
no hesitation, this is celebration
and you never grind, so that’s grind deprivation
no navigation, p-ssy my location
first i put her on my team, then i put her in rotation

[verse 3 – yung joc] (ebony love)
ah, slanted eyes on the coop, like my car is asian
plus the b-tch triple white, my cars’ caucasian
sell the b-tch, dreamer, tell her what she wanna hear
put some stones in her ears, so she can hear me loud and clear
i don’t, i don’t do the crowd now it’s way too loud in here
get’cha back to the house, yep we blow it loud in here
in the words of sweet james jones, bend over let me see the f-cking thong
(would you pay my bills for me?) yeah, if i gotta keep to
(would you buy them heels for me?) louis vuitton or them jimmy choo’s?
(would you steal for me?) yeah, just so i could keep you, you, you, you

- yung joc

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