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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Big Yba
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Big Yba
Komponist:in
Letras
(Damn, JOKKER, you cooked this hot shit)
Ain't got a sweet tooth, but I need me some cake (Cake)
I was down on my dick, had to make somethin' shake
Ayy, if that's my lil' ho, she gon' do what I say (What I say)
How the fuck I'ma save the ho? I ain't got a cape
Ayy, that lil' **** soft, he won't even bust a grape
That **** ain't heard if you play, then you lay
I be doin' that shit these lil' **** can't (No cap)
Ayy, back up in the school, used to break all the rules, class worried 'bout no money, I'm comin' in late
I won't fuck with him now, class teacher, you a bitch, man, swear I got kicked out that bitch everyday (Ha)
Pull out the racks in a fuck **** face
Ayy, I whip out that uh, I put this on your face
Now I'm in her throat 'cause she wanted a taste (Uh)
I know you not real, so you not gon' relate (Uh)
And that's probably the reason these lil' **** hate
Ayy, when you the G.O.A.T. in this shit, they gon' hate
Ayy, onto that money, I'm not tryna wait
They be fiendin' for me like some motherfuckin' 'caine
Ayy, I'm not tryna fuck on that ho 'cause she playin' (At all)
Know a young **** fly like a motherfuckin' plane
Ayy, you know I'ma come 'round this shit how I came (Ayy, you know)
Uh, you know me, bitch, I'm harder than ever
If they say it's up, then, lil' bitch, it's whatever (Whatever)
I know I had hit this lil' ho when I met her (Whatever)
I got a habit, addicted to applyin' that pressure
I wanna talk all my shit, then I got it together
Ayy, by any means, you know I'ma get to that cheddar (Ayy, by any means)
Uh, know I'ma get to that cheddar, whatever
At the end of the weather
Uh, playin' whatever
Stop playin'
Written by: Big Yba