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letra de no wife - yunglex

[intro]
i love you, lex senpai, hee hee haha

[chorus: yunglex]
i ain’t got a wife ’cause that n-gga took my b-tch
i got diamonds on my wrist, you know i never miss
i’m all on p-rnhub lookin’ at grandma tits
i got so many clothes that my closet don’t fit (oof)
i ain’t got a wife ’cause that n-gga took my b-tch
i got diamonds on my wrist, you know i never miss
i’m all on p-rnhub lookin’ at grandma tits
i got so many clothes that my closet don’t fit
[verse 1: yunglex]
if that boy wanna tussle, made him do the futsal shuffle
i’m a weird n-gga, playin’ albums on shuffle
caught his ass in 4k like a p-rno, he in trouble
like i’m team rocket, b-tch you better make it double
anime p-ssy, she got that wet wet
you got a loli, that’s a big bet
9/11, fly in a jet jet
she on my board, but this not tech debt, uh
asian b-tch, she yеllow, uh
eat on her titties like jеllo, uh
gettin’ that kitty, no h-llo, uh
ballin’ hard like mellow
i ain’t got a wife ’cause that n-gga took my b-tch
i stay in my closet like a g-y recordin’ hits
my p-n-s so small, she never gaggin’ on this d-ck
just caught frenchy jackin’ off to g-y p-rn on the switch (oof)

[verse 2: lil fruit snacc]
ay, i stole your b-tch, i think her name was melanie
lot better rage, now i’m catchin’ a felony
head game is lethal, i feel like i’m kennedy
only want grannies, they gotta be seventy
big titty b-tches, you know they my specialty
pop a v–gr-, then i’m doin’ ecstasy
spreadin’ her legs like a settle b-tch sesame
i’m off that gas, i be smokin’ it medically
what? ayy, if i’m bein’ honest
i ain’t never seen a woman in my whole life
so h-rny, i beat for the whole night
slip it in, let me know if the hole’s right
fall asleep on the beat like i’m snow white
goin’ rolly, she said she was pro-life
(what are you doing, stepbro?) man, f-ck bein’ polite
i stuff with it all night
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[verse 3: xetonyl]
got musty bands on me just like a compression
suckin’ my d-ck while i gave her elections
no gta five, but i’m gonna oppress
she chokin’ my c-ck while i’m givin’ her pressure
she got a pimple, i just wanna pop it
you clearly cappin’, n-gga, you gotta stop it
i got fifty b-tches i don’t even like
she hop on my d-ck and she rode like a bike
i’m f-ckin’ these b-tches, got fat titty dyk-
she want the p-ssy, we thinkin’ alike
showin’ my love, but i’m just tryna pipe
she tryna tinger but i’m tryna skype
kickin’ my d-ck, and that sh-t is too tight
kickin’ my d-ck, and that sh-t gonna bite

[interlude: saucedad69]
(wow) ay, yuh

[verse 4: saucedad69 & skyte]
sauce d-a-d, i’m immaculate
f-ckin’ a brock, gotta kneel like cappin’ it
f-ck her so good, had to go take a nap
you only live once, so you know i ain’t rappin’ it
yuh, big swag
i got more drip than your granddad
your mama’s titties got the big sag
i’m about (yuh) to apply for your stepdad
i get on that beat and i flip that (ay)
flow so hard, (yuh) b-tch grab me a maxipad
holdin’ talks like a d-mn flag
i’m runnin’ up phones like the d-mn flash
she flew me out, i got jet lag
that b-tch bad like ash kaashh
i’ma mute ’em all, man i’m a steel dash (yuh, yuh)
[verse 5: skyte]
uh (yuh), yeah yeah (yuh)
you n-ggas broke, go get some cash
(ay) or get a b-tch, i’m on yo’ ass
designer jeans, b-tch with the tag (what?)
(what?) you play your song, i’m finna laugh
i guess that you didn’t have talent (ay)
you need to go upgrade quick ’cause your sh-t is trash (ayy)
(yuh yuh) f-ckin’ yo’ b-tch, she got balance
she finna come suck d-ck d-ck (what? what?)
she callin’ me dad, she callin’ me daddy, a papa
aha, walk in that b-tch with a choppa, huh
(yuh) i keep the loot like a llama (woah, woah)
(yuh yuh) then she gon’ blow like osama, uh
and she blow this d-cky
i want a ten b-tch, she wearin’ me thicky
busted a nut and my hands so sticky
(ayy) i’m a run, but twelve can’t get me (ayy, ayy)
b-tch

- yunglex

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