CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Dolce’d Down
My lil' 'Troit b*t*h actin' like a diva
Soon as the pack land, I'm actin' like I don't need her
F**k with me, you know we got it for cheaper
I ain't tryna sell this M16 'cause she a keeper
Demonic demeanor, my n***as heathens
Gangland, body for body throughout the season
Ayy, we be hexa hella extra on the geekin'
Hexa hella extra on the tweakin'
Uru' off the lot and on my daughter, we ain't lease it
B*t*h, I'm from the block, and on my daughter, it ain't Peaches
Walkin' through this thing Dolce'd down, lookin'—
N***a walkin' through this thing Dolce'd down, lookin' decent
All my b*t*hes hoein' and they into— uh
All my b*t*hes hoein' and they into petty thievin'
Ayy, I'll hop up out your bushes with this kayda for no reason
Tell him put his pockets on the floor, I need to see them
And that's on Jesus
Soon as the pack land, I'm actin' like I don't need her
F**k with me, you know we got it for cheaper
I ain't tryna sell this M16 'cause she a keeper
Demonic demeanor, my n***as heathens
Gangland, body for body throughout the season
Ayy, we be hexa hella extra on the geekin'
Hexa hella extra on the tweakin'
Uru' off the lot and on my daughter, we ain't lease it
B*t*h, I'm from the block, and on my daughter, it ain't Peaches
Walkin' through this thing Dolce'd down, lookin'—
N***a walkin' through this thing Dolce'd down, lookin' decent
All my b*t*hes hoein' and they into— uh
All my b*t*hes hoein' and they into petty thievin'
Ayy, I'll hop up out your bushes with this kayda for no reason
Tell him put his pockets on the floor, I need to see them
And that's on Jesus
