do it 4 th€ gram (r€mix) - cruz cafuné, anycia & kaliii lyrics
[letra de “do it 4 th€ gram (r€mix)”]
[intro: cruz cafuné & kaliii]
ah, yeah (sh*t)
anycia, kaliii
yo, kaliii, wait
atl, georgia
yeah, yeah, yeah, wait
let’s get it
wait
gese, you too hard
huh?
[verso 1: kaliii]
nene just walked in, got the spot feelin’ fuego
i’ma need the money, love a n*gga with some pesos
tryna be mine, i’m not yours
he gon’ eat the p*ssy up like a taco, yeah
te amo (yeah)
say he love me, but i do not feel the same (ah)
said it back, but i’m really runnin’ game (ah)
need the money, i don’t care about the fame
yeah, pretty please
can i turn you to a wh0re, por favor?
said no, so i’m askin’ por qué (yeah)
he in love, but he know i won’t stay
yeah, gotta leave
baby back up ’cause i can’t breathe
put a n*gga on his godd*mn knees
turn a n*gga to a godd*mn fiend (huh)
[estribillo: cruz cafuné]
en el ‘gram flexeando los chavos
que le follen, van a odiar de to’s modo’ (ah)
chuckys bailan con la gorra de lado
en atlanta le caímo’ un buen combo (ah)
no defendemo’ en zona, vamos al tipo
ponte bravo y mano al cinto rapidito
(pss, pss, pss, pss, pss) cuido lo mío
ese toto es presidente, lo llamo bill cl*to
tú no metes mano, ven de frente
yo meto hasta el codo a lo vince carter
haciendo música pa’ delincuentes
pa’ la gata más sarpeta de este yate
pa’l que la lleva trincada en los boxer supreme
y no sale del chozo sin el siemens
pa’ la piba que cada foto en su carrusel
está sacada por un tigre diferente
[verso 2: anycia]
in love with the fact that i know just who i am (mwah)
these b*tches only do it for the ‘gram (what?)
broke b*tches only do it when they can (can)
i’m the type to get it poppin’ every time (every time)
forty*inch bust down, extensions and lashes (uh)
white toes, birkin bags filled with the backend (ah)
head holes, glass ass hoes, i ain’t have ’em (ah)
f*cked up and went broke, how that work?
b*tch, that’s tragic (what?)
feelin’ just like boosie, i’m the baddest (baddest)
i could never be a have*not, ’cause i’m havin’
weazy, i’m out of here if a b*tch ain’t feelin’ it (yeah)
a b*tch birthday pics ain’t f*ckin’ with my mirror pics (haha)
b*tch ain’t seein’ me, my life have mirror tint (god)
i like that boy in real life, so i let ’em double*tap (iugh)
real deal for life, or i ain’t goin’ for none of that (yeah)
p*ssy here like lightnin’, so i call it thundercat
[outro]
what, what, what
now with me
what, what, what
now with me
what, what, what
now with me
now with me
now with me
now with me
now with me
jerk on it, yo, jerk on it
now with me
jerk on it, yo, jerk on it
now with me
jerk on it, yo, jerk on it
now with me
jerk on it, yo, jerk on it
now with me
jerk—
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