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letra de knee deep - zaybang

[intro]
mm, mm, mm
you better not jump in this water, b-tch, we knee deep
you— mm, mm, mm, mm, n-gga (bah)
look

[chorus]
you better not jump in this water, b-tch, we knee deep
i hope you payin’ what you owe me (ayy), you got six weeks (clown)
your baby daddy be with goofy’s, he a pip-squeak (b-tch)
this n-gga ain’t sh-t, heard he died in some six rigs (know it)
he tryna text me ’bout a ho (baby), bro, the b-tch weak
and you be cappin’ in them songs, why you diss me? (n-gga)
if she ain’t tryna suck no d-ck, then make that b-tch leave (broke)
them real inches, i hate b-tches with them quick weaves (ho)

[verse]
i f-cked around and bought some yeezy’s to support the cause
this n-gga cap like he get money but don’t got a car (b-tch)
them chopper bullets had him sh-ttin’, tell him check his drawers
just let me out ’cause if i chase him, he ain’t gettin’ far
and every diamond came from zina, b-tch, they hittin’ hard
they love to troll me on the ‘net, i feel like n-gga’s bored
this glock’ll leave him faced up, now he can see the stars
we slide through all them n-gga’s section like we on tour (n-gga)
why would i pay for some security if we comin’ sleeze?
another chain on the way, i got a couple weeks (n-gga)
just keep your foot on n-ggas neck ’til you can let ’em breath
the suckers think i’m movin’ on, but it ain’t never peace (no)
[chorus]
you better not jump in this water, b-tch, we knee deep
i hope you payin’ what you owe me (ayy), you got six weeks (clown)
your baby daddy be with goofy’s, he a pip-squeak (b-tch)
this n-gga ain’t sh-t, heard he died in some six rigs (know it)
he tryna text me ’bout a ho (get out), bro, the b-tch weak
and you be cappin’ in them songs (ayy), why you diss me? (n-gga, clown)
if she ain’t tryna suck no d-ck, then make that b-tch leave
them real inches (ayy), i hate b-tches with them quick weaves (ho)

[outro]
you better not jump in this water, b-tch, we knee deep
i hope you payin’ what you owe me (ayy), you got six weeks (clown)
your baby daddy be with goofy’s, he a pip-squeak (b-tch)
this n-gga ain’t sh-t, heard he died in some six rigs (know it)
he tryna text me ’bout a ho (get out), bro, the b-tch weak
and you be cappin’ in them songs (ayy), why you diss me? (n-gga, clown)
if she ain’t tryna suck no d-ck, then make that b-tch leave
them real inches, i hate b-tches with them quick weaves (ho)

- zaybang

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