CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Honëy Buns
I'm in a Scat, I'm in a Scat
Big body, I'm in a Scat, Cat
I don't be cappin' [?]
[?], I'm in a Scat, I'm in a Cat
I'm in a Scat with a whole lotta racks in the back of this b*t*h [?]
I keep me weapon, this b*t*h is FN, It send you to heaven, I really can't lie
Got a whole lotta diamonds, a whole lotta flawless baguettie [?]
My b*t*h bouta pull up on me, she gonna suck on my d**k, then I hit from the left when I smack
I ain't even sign me no deal, I got my pockets fat, got a whole lotta racks
I hit it she scream and she squeal, yah, she wanna come sit down on my lap
I already told you I'm real, why would I make up sh*t, yah, why would I lie
You gotta talk about all of the sh*t that you lying bout'
I got a shooter, they pull up on you and hit they at you momma house
I got thе Chrome Heart, and some Miyagi thе bag, Arc'teryx the hoodie, you talkin' bout'
I went and took three 20mg percs, b*t*h I'm booted up
[?], I'm in a Scat, I'm in a Cat
I'm in a Scat with a whole lotta racks in the back of this b*t*h [?]
I keep me weapon, this b*t*h is FN, It send you to heaven, I really can't lie
Got a whole lotta diamonds, a whole lotta flawless baguettie [?]
My b*t*h bouta pull up on me, she gonna suck on my d**k, then I hit from the left when I smack
I ain't even sign me no deal, I got my pockets fat, got a whole lotta racks
I hit it she scream and she squeal, yah, she wanna come sit down on my lap
I already told you I'm real, why would I make up sh*t, yah, why would I lie
Big body, I'm in a Scat, Cat
I don't be cappin' [?]
[?], I'm in a Scat, I'm in a Cat
I'm in a Scat with a whole lotta racks in the back of this b*t*h [?]
I keep me weapon, this b*t*h is FN, It send you to heaven, I really can't lie
Got a whole lotta diamonds, a whole lotta flawless baguettie [?]
My b*t*h bouta pull up on me, she gonna suck on my d**k, then I hit from the left when I smack
I ain't even sign me no deal, I got my pockets fat, got a whole lotta racks
I hit it she scream and she squeal, yah, she wanna come sit down on my lap
I already told you I'm real, why would I make up sh*t, yah, why would I lie
You gotta talk about all of the sh*t that you lying bout'
I got a shooter, they pull up on you and hit they at you momma house
I got thе Chrome Heart, and some Miyagi thе bag, Arc'teryx the hoodie, you talkin' bout'
I went and took three 20mg percs, b*t*h I'm booted up
[?], I'm in a Scat, I'm in a Cat
I'm in a Scat with a whole lotta racks in the back of this b*t*h [?]
I keep me weapon, this b*t*h is FN, It send you to heaven, I really can't lie
Got a whole lotta diamonds, a whole lotta flawless baguettie [?]
My b*t*h bouta pull up on me, she gonna suck on my d**k, then I hit from the left when I smack
I ain't even sign me no deal, I got my pockets fat, got a whole lotta racks
I hit it she scream and she squeal, yah, she wanna come sit down on my lap
I already told you I'm real, why would I make up sh*t, yah, why would I lie
