Corrección Letra F.W.I. par Kamaiyah

Featuring(s) : F.W.I.

Regreso

Letra

Ayy, Kamaiyah, it's been a minute since you dropped some sh*t
Motherf**kers act like they forgot what you do
Ayy, we here to remind 'em
We the ones makin' the slaps, we the ones droppin' the cla**ics
We makin' a sound these motherf**kers stealin', b*t*h a** n***a

Started off in the drop-top Benz's
Now a n***a push drop-top Bentley's
Sayin', "Baby, hey, how you livin'?"
Hey, baby, I'm f**kin' with it, uh
Baby, I'm f**kin' with it
Hey, baby, I'm f**kin' with it, uh
Baby, I'm f**kin' with it
Hey, baby, I'm f**kin' with it

Tried to break me down, I'm so resilient
Could tilt my crown, 'cause I'm so brilliant
On my life, my soul, and spirit
Want that bag, I want them millions
Fake woke hoes know I'm the realest
Don't want your [?] and f**k your mentions
Think I spoke on you, nope, I didn't
Not a bankroll that is not my business
I can't control what they say
Hate, it separates the grown from the fakes
I keep a choppa and a pole for the snakes
When God made me, put me on to some game, okay
Expose your head, I want you to
Watchin' and I'm hauntin' you
B*t*h, don't you get too comfortable
'Cause those gang Gods gon' come for you
Started off in the drop-top Benz's
Now a n***a push drop-top Bentley's
Sayin', "Baby, hey, how you livin'?"
Hey, baby, I'm f**kin' with it, uh
Baby, I'm f**kin' with it
Hey, baby, I'm f**kin' with it, uh
Baby, I'm f**kin' with it
Hey, baby, I'm f**kin' with it

I pulled up in a blacked-out Track
Yeah, bouncin' out the whip, bad hoes shakin' a** cheeks
Me goin' broke, no sir, that's a bad dream
One me and two bad b*t*hes, that's a tag team
Man, I swear to God, them other n***as hoes if you ask me
Cute thick b*t*h, but she broke, that's my pet peeve
I put the Pistol to his mouth, how a rat be
Choppa turn a rappin' a** n***a to a athlete
I don't give a f**k if that's your job, just don't pat me
Boy approach me the wrong way, you get your a** beat
Yeah, had them one on ones with my son, I done bad things
Get a n***a touched overseas, I got mad reach
I don't ever stress about a b*t*h, let her a** leave
N***a, I can never need a b*t*h, let her a** need
And I been trappin' in the same clothes for the past week
You not gon' ever pay me for my time, n***a, that's P, n***a
Started off in the drop-top Benz's
Now a n***a push drop-top Bentley's
Sayin', "Baby, hey, how you livin'?"
Hey, baby, I'm f**kin' with it, uh
Baby, I'm f**kin' with it
Hey, baby, I'm f**kin' with it, uh
Baby, I'm f**kin' with it
Hey, baby, I'm f**kin' with it

Hey, baby, I'm f**kin' with it, with it
Hey, baby, I'm f**kin' with it
Hey, baby, I'm f**kin' with it

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