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letra de wimpy kid - yungxjxyy

hahahaha
“yjs”
grr grr bah
that b-tch tryna, uh aye aye (b-tch)
that b-tch tryna f-ck wit- i know
(that b-tch tryna)
hahahaha (ha, ha)
that b-tch tryna? uh huh aye
that b-tch tryna f-ck with a (huh aye)
ah ha ha
(n-gga speak the f-ck up)
(shut the f-ck up)
n-gga what i said was

[chorus]
ew that b-tch tryna link with me i think she got cooties (f-ck)
that boy tryna beef with me? (haha)
ima do that p-ssy ass n-gga like his pops do his moms when he drunk
punch a n-gga right in his mouth
slap that lil n-gga like a pimp, talking bout n-ggas that you better than
i’m just a young n-gga from the south, that really don’t give no f-cks about (b-tch)
any large amount of f-cking clout, watch yo f-cking mouth (fah)
you the type of n-gga stub yo toe and say owie (p-ssy)
said you getting b-tches n-gga?
this n-gga built like rowley, you a wimpy kid
you the type of n-gga to get played by a hoe, then go simp again
i’m the type of n-gga to fall in love, with them benjamins
my b-tch really really bad as f-ck, yo b-tch cross eyed (ew)
she like “jayy how the f-ck you get them bands?”
b-tch i work at popeyes
[verse]
b-tch i eat my veggies strong as f-ck like i’m popeye (aye)
if a p-ssy n-gga (fah) talking down then its bye bye (b-tch)
serve that lil boy on a plate like a pot pie
said we got a problem n-gga? (sorry to inform you sir) but this problem not mine
don’t get kidnapped put you in a knot like hogties
hit him with a 6 lil n-gga that’s a 5.5 (fah, fah)
smoking on yo mans n-gga that’s what he got shot by
this stick allergic to these nutty n-ggas like pecan pie (ew)
i just think it’s funny (ha, ha) how these b-tches want me n-gga i just want the money (yeah)
you can act tough but ain’t sh-t sweet like some honey (nah)
that’s ya b-tch ask her, the sh-t that’s upsetting her tummy (yeah)
she texted you goodnight but she really getting pipe up in this onesie
like b-tch i’m really on my scum sh-t (aye) f-ck it (f-ck it)
i can really take ya b-tch and take all of her knowledge, give her back now she a dumb b-tch
now you mad as f-ck cause she trippin off of dumb sh-t (yeah)
n-gga give it up
n-gga that’s yo girl? (hahaha) n-gga that’s a b-tch that i’m done with (bye bye)
tired of chasing bands but that’s a bag ima run with (yeah)
i said f-ck them parties n-gga i ain’t with that fun sh-t (f-ck it)
30 in that magazine now n-gga that’s a fun kit
glocky get to (bah, bah) glocky get to thumping
(what the f-ck?)
(h-llo?)
(oh my god is this yungxjxyy, can we link?)
[chorus]
ew that b-tch tryna link with me i think she got cooties (f-ck)
that boy tryna beef with me? (haha)
ima do that p-ssy ass n-gga like his pops do his moms when he drunk
punch a n-gga right in his mouth
slap that lil n-gga like a pimp, talking bout n-ggas that you better than
i’m just a young n-gga from the south, that really don’t give no f-cks about (b-tch)
any large amount of f-cking clout, watch yo f-cking mouth (fah)
you the type of n-gga stub yo toe and say owie (p-ssy)
said you getting b-tches n-gga?
this n-gga built like rowley, you a wimpy kid
you the type of n-gga to get played by a hoe, then go simp again
i’m the type of n-gga to fall in love, with them benjamins
my b-tch really really bad as f-ck, yo b-tch cross eyed (ew)
she like “jayy how the f-ck you get them bands?”
b-tch i work at popeyes
(b-tch i work at)
(b-tch i work at)
(b-tch i work at)
(b-tch i work at popeyes)

- yungxjxyy

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