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letra de price of a body - zotiyac

my b-tch too bad, my car too fast
nah b-tch my life too fast, but i like too fast
f-ck it, we got get this cash, we gon’ get this bag
n-gga don’t you run up on me, i’m gon’ grip this mag
put some money on yo’ head have you lookin’ like a tiki, n-gga
off codeine cups got me sleepy n-gga
hi tec f-ckin up the yeezys n-gga
i be done popped a n-gga out his tsubis
f-ck round pop a n-gga with this n-gga uzi
f-ck round rob a n-gga with this groupie
n-gga thought he was gon’ get some coochie
i’ll fix some sh-t with this tooly, semi-automatic no fully
but it still pick n-ggas up it’s a bully, n-gga creep on me
i caught ’em red handed but blew in his face
walk off lift up my hoodie, i’m done with these n-ggas
they really is p-ssy, gettin bread but they rеally cookie
get some hеad from the b-tch and then book it
i told her it’s over she misunderstood me
she came over the same night
i got head from the b-tch but i told her she can’t bite
cuz she said my d-ck taste nice, she just suck it
ain’t no conversation it break ice, when you say my name
say it twice, give a f-ck how we left off b-tch better say it right
i chase the bank i can’t chase you i ain’t the type
strap with a switch like a alien tote it
large ass whip like a martian – rode it
hollow tips spread leave you wide – open
ain’t no hold up my sh-t fully loaded
sicker than covid, d-e on me like – coded
red blue and green don’t get color – coded
extended mag like a louie bag i f-cking tote it
and i got a 19 like covid too, ill brush you off my shoulders too
why you so sick yo’ hoe over you?
b-tch don’t do sh-t but what she told to do
don’t know what she spit on more my d-ck or my shoes
but she clean ’em both she the truth
tell the truth i don’t like none of these n-ggas
y’all really just me to tell y’all i do – but i can’t
just like i’m posed to been stopped sipping this drank, n-gga i can’t
my n-ggas telling me “yac you the one, stop biting yo tongue.”
i’m like n-gga i ain’t, i don’t chat with these broke muhf-ckas i laugh to the bank he ain’t did sh-t for you n-gga that ain’t yo’ gang you lil n-ggas just run around acting the same
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i don’t sell no clothes i just put tags up on these bodies
b-tch look at my clothes you think i gotta rob somebody?
b-tch i’m smoking on biscotti this sh-t loud like a ducati
she said “what’s that in the back?”
i said get back b-tch that’s a shotty
i don’t sell no clothes i just put tags up on these bodies
b-tch look at my clothes you think i gotta rob somebody?
b-tch i’m smoking on biscotti this sh-t loud like a ducati
she said “what’s that in the back?”
i said get back b-tch it’s some bodies

- zotiyac

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