CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Sinner’s Prayer
(YoungTN productions)
(These hoes got to hear this sh*t, Saucii)
Yeah, I ain't never tell nobody
(Ayo, Pluto, you going brazy)
Yeah, I care what's your name, they want me to say it
All I been doing is praying
Load up the cutter and I got to the spraying
Do it again if a n***a start playing
What's all that sh*t he was saying?
The last n***a want the last n***a back
They think I'm pu**y 'cause I sing a lil' bit, b*t*h, I'm dangerous
Ain't never had a shootout with Tydre but b*t*h, I'm banging
Ain't never had a shootout with J Blyckk, I know he banging
They know Amp my right-hand man, he say the word, I get to swangin
My chain, it clang when I'm aiming
Got fire-star bangers
Her pu**y so good, said b*t*h, you might just be an angel
Get to dropping, let off shots, he get shot, hе an angel
We get to dropping, lеt off shots, he get shot from all angles
Do whatever for Johnny, I just went to Johnny Dang
I went for one thing, but I walked out with a lot of things
I guess I like seeing blood, no vampire, I'ma cop fangs
Tell a ho to move over, rover , you ain't throwing pu**y, I ain't copping rings
You don't blow the brain, I won't cop a ring
sh*t, I might [?] my name
She got needy, I did her wrong, she got K-Mart
She wanted the bag 'cause she know I'ma blow like napalm
I striked her, I'ma just one-night her, I won't wife her, don't like her
I ain't met a b*t*h like Simona, might make her mine
I might leave everybody alone, I be making too much time
Shots ring when they slide
And yes, somebody died, I ain't cry
They told me, "Get a job," I got money, now they wanna ride
(These hoes got to hear this sh*t, Saucii)
Yeah, I ain't never tell nobody
(Ayo, Pluto, you going brazy)
Yeah, I care what's your name, they want me to say it
All I been doing is praying
Load up the cutter and I got to the spraying
Do it again if a n***a start playing
What's all that sh*t he was saying?
The last n***a want the last n***a back
They think I'm pu**y 'cause I sing a lil' bit, b*t*h, I'm dangerous
Ain't never had a shootout with Tydre but b*t*h, I'm banging
Ain't never had a shootout with J Blyckk, I know he banging
They know Amp my right-hand man, he say the word, I get to swangin
My chain, it clang when I'm aiming
Got fire-star bangers
Her pu**y so good, said b*t*h, you might just be an angel
Get to dropping, let off shots, he get shot, hе an angel
We get to dropping, lеt off shots, he get shot from all angles
Do whatever for Johnny, I just went to Johnny Dang
I went for one thing, but I walked out with a lot of things
I guess I like seeing blood, no vampire, I'ma cop fangs
Tell a ho to move over, rover , you ain't throwing pu**y, I ain't copping rings
You don't blow the brain, I won't cop a ring
sh*t, I might [?] my name
She got needy, I did her wrong, she got K-Mart
She wanted the bag 'cause she know I'ma blow like napalm
I striked her, I'ma just one-night her, I won't wife her, don't like her
I ain't met a b*t*h like Simona, might make her mine
I might leave everybody alone, I be making too much time
Shots ring when they slide
And yes, somebody died, I ain't cry
They told me, "Get a job," I got money, now they wanna ride
