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letra de lisa - yung kayo

[intro]
step out that house, got designer my clothes
shopping at barney’s, designer my hoes
i love the money, just bring in it more
n-gga, stop playing, got prada my toe
i got the water, something like a hose
she on that bieber, just look at her nose
come and get it, baby, got mary jane
look at my eye, baby, got—
d-mn, dj phat, you left the block hot
uh, i got this green and blue, i’m getting checks, yes, yes

[chorus]
i make her moan so we call that b-tch lisa
that b-tch ain’t leaving, i’m swiping my visa
i stay on my toes but i’m no ballerina
bad lil’ spanish b-tch from argentina
two b-tches, they black and white just like a zebra
that boy run up, i’m like a derek jeter
that b-tch really want me but i don’t need her
we got them hurricanes just like katrina
i make her moan so we call that b-tch lisa
that b-tch ain’t leaving, i’m swiping my visa
i stay on my toes but i’m no ballerina
bad lil’ spanish b-tch from argentina
two b-tches, they black and white just like a zebra
that boy run up, i’m like a derek jeter
that b-tch really want me but i don’t need her
we got them hurricanes just like katrina

[verse 1]
balmain denim, it sit on my legs
let it get messy, cut open the bag (this is a dj phat exclusive)
i talk to eddy, he stay with some ed’s
that boy a b-tch ’cause he talk to the feds
i’m feeling better, i stay off the meds
i went too school getting money, not worried ’bout lead
i brought a bear with me, yeah, that’s my ted
we got them toys, bring that sh-t out the shed
i have ’em runnin’, no forty-yard dash
i used to broke but just know that’s my past
i broke that b-tch up now that b-tch wear a cast
we in that bed, put my d-ck in her -ss
all of this money is coming in fast
she a potato until she get smashed
i stole his wits now got no [?]
i sh-t on the beat and buy a burkin bag (d-d-d-dj phat)

[post-chorus]
uh, i got this green and blue, i’m getting checks, uh, yes
uh, i got this green and blue, i’m getting checks, uh, yes, yes

[verse 2]
step out that house, got designer my clothes
shopping at barney’s, designer my hoes
i love the money, just bring in it more
n-gga, stop playing, got prada my toe
i got the water, something like a hose
she on that bieber, just look at her nose
come and get it, baby, got mary jane
look at my eye, baby, got gucci frames
me and messi ’bout to go play in spain
pull up in a lambo, boy, stay in your lane
walk with a stick, n-gga, this ain’t a cane
step in the building, alyx on my chain
-ss, t-tties, hundreds and fifties
that’s what i get when i come to your city
i fly to houston to go sing with whitney
i’m in all red while i come down your chimney

[post-chorus]
uh, i got this green and blue, i’m getting checks, uh, yes
uh, i got this green and blue, i’m getting checks, uh, yes
(you rocking with your girlfriend’s favorite dj, dj phat beats, b-tch)
uh, i got this green and blue, i’m getting checks, uh, yes
uh, i got this green and blue, i’m getting checks, uh, yes, yes

- yung kayo

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