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letra de toothpaste - yung mal

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[intro]
pyrex whipper

[chorus]
i put that d-ck in her face, yeah
in her mouth just like some toothpaste, hah
diamonds, they skate like they lupe, yeah
i got a plate, then my crew ate, yeah
i hit the booth and i one take, huh
12 hit the spot, they was too late
i got that sack and went up, up, up and away
booked up, get a backend every day
we was so broke, we got straight, huh
n-gg-s can’t do nothin’ but hate, yeah
these chains and rollies for bait, yeah
reach for my sh-t, you get ate like a steak
just like my birthday, i got that cake
my money just pilin’ and pilin’, it bust out my safe
walk in the club, make them hoes get a rake
ain’t talkin’ ’bout money, then get out my face

[verse 1]
your ho let us run a train, freight
still in the trap, beat it down like the b-ss
my young n-gg-s love to take
diamonds, they hit like a laser
make you look other way
had to flip me a pack like swayze, uh
we got them sticks, navy, uh
sent him the rest, haven, uh
h-llcat mess up the pavement, uh
n-gg- want a verse, gotta pay me, uh
get the sack, go crazy, huh
watch your back, n-gg-s be hatin’
gucci booksack filled up with that paper
i ain’t sippin’ on lean, b-tch, i’m good on the maple
we would pillow the poor ’cause my mama wasn’t stable
now we go stay at the condo, house on them acres

[chorus]
i put that d-ck in her face, yeah
in her mouth just like some toothpaste, hah
diamonds, they skate like they lupe, yeah
i got a plate, then my crew ate, yeah
i hit the booth and i one take, huh
12 hit the spot, they was too late
i got that sack and went up, up, up and away
booked up, get a backend every day
we was so broke, we got straight, huh
n-gg-s can’t do nothin’ but hate, yeah
these chains and rollies for bait, yeah
reach for my sh-t, you get ate like a steak
just like my birthday, i got that cake
my money just pilin’ and pilin’, it bust out my safe
walk in the club, make them hoes get a rake
ain’t talkin’ ’bout money, then get out my face

[verse 1]
them racks, get the pounds, then i walk in the bank
my brother, he locked up, he bang with a shank
say i’m goin’ broke, then that must be a prank
we got more money than new york yankees
yacht in my ears, got a house on my pinky
n-gg-s get loose lips, ships start sinking
n-gg- run up, send them shots at his gut, leave him stinkin’
good with them benjamin franklins
i be gettin’ high, been up like two days
yeah, i got bands but i ain’t payin’ for that coochie
these n-gg-s p-ssy, they softer than sushi
run in my spot and i k!ll the intruder
long live plug, i might slide with that ruler
i been gettin’ cash, sittin’ back, coolin’
we was so broke, got rich, hallelujah
my brother keep bags, his metro be boomin’

[chorus]
i put that d-ck in her face, yeah
in her mouth just like some toothpaste, hah
diamonds, they skate like they lupe, yeah
i got a plate, then my crew ate, yeah
i hit the booth and i one take, huh
12 hit the spot, they was too late
i got that sack and went up, up, up and away
booked up, get a backend every day
we was so broke, we got straight, huh
n-gg-s can’t do nothin’ but hate, yeah
these chains and rollies for bait, yeah
reach for my sh-t, you get ate like a steak
just like my birthday, i got that cake
my money just pilin’ and pilin’, it bust out my safe
walk in the club, make them hoes get a rake
ain’t talkin’ ’bout money, then get out my face

- yung mal

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