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Testo Damn Right Pt. 2
Testo Damn Right Pt. 2
Yeah, one-two fleeka, you wanna pop my speakers
Three, two, three, better blow ya momma's teeth out
I chew like I'm pika, then I spit like I'm Nina
Wish you merry Kwanzaa, set fire to my sneakers
One-two fleeka, might need some anesthesia
See me in the bleachers, but I caught up like Anita
Achu like paprika, then I wanna spit like Aretha
You see me? You feel me? You got me? Eureka
What you want? (What you want?)
Everybody knows my name, what you want? (What you want?)
Saying l was talking back just to front (Just to front)
Everybody talkin' shit, and they damn right
Damn right, damn right, yeah, damn right
Sayin' plastic on my wrist and they damn right
Damn right, damn right
One-two fleeka, you wanna pop my speakers, yeah
I chew like I'm pika, then I spit like I'm Nina
One, one, one, one-two fleeka
You see me?
One-two fat thighs, some trousers and a black eye Three, two, three, only say what's up for the wifi
Guess I'm supposed to be grown, this how it feel bone to bone
And I did post, but I'm alone, rich off catfish like petco
Damn right she stole that Bacardi, damn right he drive fake Ferrari
Goddamn it, ain't even a party without you flexing that Murakami
Always late to the mass, show, tell, never ask
Powerade in the flask, wintertime in this counterfeit bag
What you want? (What you want?)
Everybody knows my name, what you want? (What you want?)
Saying l was talking back just to front (Just to front)
Everybody talkin' shit, and they damn right
Damn right, damn right, yeah, damn right
Sayin' plastic on my wrist and they damn right
Damn right, damn right, yeah, damn right
Say I'm biting on their hits and they damn right
Damn right, damn right
One-two fleeka, you wanna pop my speakers, yeah
I chew like I'm pika, then I spit like I'm Nina
One, one, one, one-two fleeka
You see me?
Your boy got a brat doll hair
He wanna quick bite with the lights on-air
Your pop got a beat with the Jay-Z snare
But the wife just sucks and she got no flare, I
Clap like religion, move like snakes when I make my decision
Bye, bye, bye, better watch the precision
Wanna be me, but you got no ambition
Who bonita? I bonita, get a mulita, ay-bideo
Who bonita? I bonita, get a mulita, ay-bideo
Who bonita? I bonita, get a mulita, ay-bideo
Who bonita? I bonita, get a mulita
Yeah
Three, two, three, better blow ya momma's teeth out
I chew like I'm pika, then I spit like I'm Nina
Wish you merry Kwanzaa, set fire to my sneakers
One-two fleeka, might need some anesthesia
See me in the bleachers, but I caught up like Anita
Achu like paprika, then I wanna spit like Aretha
You see me? You feel me? You got me? Eureka
What you want? (What you want?)
Everybody knows my name, what you want? (What you want?)
Saying l was talking back just to front (Just to front)
Everybody talkin' shit, and they damn right
Damn right, damn right, yeah, damn right
Sayin' plastic on my wrist and they damn right
Damn right, damn right
One-two fleeka, you wanna pop my speakers, yeah
I chew like I'm pika, then I spit like I'm Nina
One, one, one, one-two fleeka
You see me?
One-two fat thighs, some trousers and a black eye Three, two, three, only say what's up for the wifi
Guess I'm supposed to be grown, this how it feel bone to bone
And I did post, but I'm alone, rich off catfish like petco
Damn right she stole that Bacardi, damn right he drive fake Ferrari
Goddamn it, ain't even a party without you flexing that Murakami
Always late to the mass, show, tell, never ask
Powerade in the flask, wintertime in this counterfeit bag
What you want? (What you want?)
Everybody knows my name, what you want? (What you want?)
Saying l was talking back just to front (Just to front)
Everybody talkin' shit, and they damn right
Damn right, damn right, yeah, damn right
Sayin' plastic on my wrist and they damn right
Damn right, damn right, yeah, damn right
Say I'm biting on their hits and they damn right
Damn right, damn right
One-two fleeka, you wanna pop my speakers, yeah
I chew like I'm pika, then I spit like I'm Nina
One, one, one, one-two fleeka
You see me?
Your boy got a brat doll hair
He wanna quick bite with the lights on-air
Your pop got a beat with the Jay-Z snare
But the wife just sucks and she got no flare, I
Clap like religion, move like snakes when I make my decision
Bye, bye, bye, better watch the precision
Wanna be me, but you got no ambition
Who bonita? I bonita, get a mulita, ay-bideo
Who bonita? I bonita, get a mulita, ay-bideo
Who bonita? I bonita, get a mulita, ay-bideo
Who bonita? I bonita, get a mulita
Yeah
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Altri testi di Audrey Nuna
ANWAR SAWYER, AUDREY CHU, NATHAN PATRICK DONMOYER, WILLIAM SAMI ETIENNE GRIGAHCINE
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Testi Audrey Nuna
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