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lirik lagu a$ap rocky – pmw

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uh, yeah, uh, yeah
uh, yeah, uh

all i think about is life, nights, sippin’ on sprite
little codeine, n-gg- get throwed right
two blonde dyk-s wanna kiss all night
i just pray to god that the sh-t go right
little arguments in the fist, don’t fight
f-ck a dog ho and the b-tch gon’ bite
a$ap n-gg-, sip cris all night
so them are kelly hoes gettin’ p-ssed on twice
d-mn, how a young n-gg- get so nice
young n-gg- cold like he sit on ice
f-ck broke, tryin’ to be rich all life
i could’ve been a criminal and just rolled dice
my nuts hangin’, my top back
hoes screamin’ that pac back
throwin’ westside, bandana tied
a$ap life, gotta pac tat
harlem world my whole block strapped
hoes all in my jock strap
my whip white but my top black
and my b-tch white, but my c— black
purple drink, got that
tell these hoes all to twerk somethin’
bounce on me, b-tch, hurt somethin’
tell her pop that p-ssy like it’s worth somethin’
so shawty, she a stunna and daddy, he a runna
be that pretty mothaf-cka, you could call me what you wanna
cause i’m in love with that -ss, she in love with the cash
so she shakin’ it fast and then makin’ the stacks
and i’m takin’ it back and i’m takin’ her back
to the house just to bust in her mouth and i’m kickin’ her out

how ‘bout me and you, and you and her
take a ride to make this high
on and on and on and on
on and on and on and on
so i say

p-ssy, money, weed (yeah)
p-ssy, money, weed (y-yeah)
p-ssy, money, weed (yeah)
that’s all a n-gg- need (y-yeah)

it’s a$ap q, where the bread at
f-ck around and bring the hush puppies back
she f-ck me and the homies and she was cool with that
the block hot so i’m shaded in my bucket hat
pause a little, i gotta little advice
if you f-cked her once, then you can f-ck her twice
i don’t get head from hoes with overbites
we just giving out game n-gg-, show your rights
bounce on a n-gg-, turn night to bright
high as a kite in my nike flights
may 30 racks it was just a flight
flew a b-tch too it was just a night
shorty got the booty make a n-gg- say woah
can i suck your t-tty, tryin’ to see how far i can go
tryin’ again and again and she ain’t tellin’ me no
shorty tell me how you feelin’, can i feel on you mo’
she said i ain’t f-ckin’ for free, but ain’t sh-t i came for
sh-t, i’ll pay you for it
no bounce that -ss on my bungie cord
(ugh) (yeah) woopsie-daisy
put a good kid in your section. 80
turn a baby into a lady
now here go the keys to my new mercedes
shawty she a stripper
all you got to do is tip her
ballas with some money
when you f-ck them other n-gg-s
now do a-z for a g
panties go down to her feet
p-ssy get wetter for me
smackin’ that -ss to the beat
give her that diggity-d

how ‘bout me and you, and you and her
take a ride to make this high
on and on and on and on
on and on and on and on
so i say

p-ssy, money, weed (yeah)
p-ssy, money, weed (y-yeah)
p-ssy, money, weed (yeah)
that’s all a n-gg- need (y-yeah)