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lirik lagu xoslit – laughin

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[chorus]
ay
laughin’, b~tch i ain’t cappin’
i dont want yo love, i cannot have it
45 on my lap, b~tch imma grab it
grab it, grab it, grab it, grab it
b~tch imma grab it
now she actin’ ratchet
pull up all black, cuz you know i’m in that sh~t
that sh~t, that sh~t, that sh~t, that sh~t, that sh~t all
that sh~t all wack
pull up all black, now she on my lap
b~tch on my d~ck now i’m gonna laugh
hop in the back, lets jus go fast
slit on his sh~t, now he countin’ cash
cash, cash, cash b~tch
yeah i’m countin’ bags
[verse 1]
yeah i’m gettin’ bags
b~tch want my love, she wanna dance
gettin’ to my racks, share it with my friends
i can’t pretend, strap 45 wheres yo f~ckin’ mans?
oh my god, he f~ckin’ dead
dead, dead, dead, dead, dead (ay, ay)
every time i wake up a new b~tch in my bed
and i got yo b~tch givin’ me head
semi automatic pistol, leave him full of lead
pull up all black, but you know i’m seein’ red
pull up on yo b~tch now she gettin’ undrеssed
yeah undressеd
yeah she gettin’ undressed cause we jus’ f~cked
pull up on yo b~tch, slit gettin’ buck
you know slit gonna get to his sh~t
cause i’m straight on that
i’ll f~ck her but i can’t own that
that b~tch reeks
[chorus]
laughin’, b~tch i ain’t cappin’
i dont want yo love, i cannot have it
45 on my lap, b~tch imma grab it
grab it, grab it, grab it, grab it
b~tch imma grab it
now she actin’ ratchet
pull up all black, cuz you know i’m in that sh~t
that sh~t, that sh~t, that sh~t, that sh~t, that sh~t all
that sh~t all wack
pull up all black, now she on my lap
b~tch on my d~ck now i’m gonna laugh
hop in the back, lets jus go fast
slit on his sh~t, now he countin’ cash
cash, cash, cash b~tch
yeah i’m countin’ bags
[verse 2]
i don’t give a f~ck
imma pull up
get f~cking buck
got my strap 45
but i keep that sh~t tucked
yeah i’m on my own
but i don’t need no love
i don’t want yo b~tch
i don’t want her
run up on him
leave him in a he~rs~
oh you tryna f~ck?
you gotta pay me first
automatic pistol gonna leave him hurt
lets get to the point i ain’t gonna flirt
i just wanna f~ck b~tch stop bein’ burnt
like no b~tch, i don’t want no love
i just wanna get to my bags
she keep hittin’ me up
askin’ why i gotta lag
yeah you had my love
why you gotta brag?
true religion jeans
i ain’t gonna sag
leather jacket b~tches see the tags
(b~tches see the tags, ay)
wavin’ like some flags
bust the 45 then imma f~ckin’ laugh
yeah


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