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Alvaro Rincon
Alvaro Rincon
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Claudia Feliciano
Claudia Feliciano
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Uh, uh Uh, yo This ain't for bitches that want the tea This for boss bitches that got the juice I shouldn't have to tell you again Bitch you ain't woke then we end your snooze I don't be jumping from crew to crew I don't be clubbin', lookin' for booze I only go out if it's my tables I don't need friends, bitch I pick and choose And bitches talk out their neck but don't pop off Get a little taste, finna make your jaw drop Like hot sauce; y'all broads all talk, Y'all know y'all fraud ass bootlegs, rip offs and knock offs Sit down and walk off Get out and watch our shit on the top blog Been on the chop block Y-y'all really pullin' no numbers, I guess the call blocked Y'all been out here ridin' my jock and I get a top off M-m Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch I'ma tell you like this, this, this, this, this I'ma need you to get, get, get, get, get- Off my whole crew's dick, dick, dick, dick, dick You gone figure out thiiissss (this)- Whole thing can geettt (get)- Real out of hand and bitch I'm thiinnk (think)- Ing you should quiittt (quit) 'Fore I get scandalous like Uhh B-b-bitches in the game want beef I would reconsider if it's aimed at me Like Uhh There ain't nowhere safe I see You gone have to pray 'bout me Hold 'em up like Uhh Somethin' bout to make y'all weak Somethin' in the air y'all breathe I'ma hit ya like Uhh Fuck around, fuck around, fuck around, fuck around, get y'all beat Uhh, uhh, uhh Shark up in the water B-bitches in my way I-I-I been on my own shit Now they want my lane Bi-bi-bi-Bitches tryna jack me Satan, not today Not if I can help this shit, I went through hell for this, it means y'all PRAY! Uhh
Writer(s): Alvaro Rincon, Claudia Feliciano Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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