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cuff - nova lyrics

[intro:]
(nova i love you!)

[chorus: nova]
b*tch!
i wanna f*ck (huh)
suck me up
f*cking that b*tch (huh)
being my sl*t, feelin her gut
i cannot f*ck with that b*tch
she is a sl*t (huh)
f*cking dat hoe so good, want me to cuff
hit my line, waste no time
f*cking dat b*tch, i lied
f*cking dat b*tch in the car (hey! in the car hey, hey!)
f*cking dat b*tch in the car
hitting it once, ima go slide (f*cking her friend, im high)
[verse 1: nova]
(yeah! f*ck!)
prada up on my neck (yeah)
f*cking that hoe and i sweat
that n*gga gone, leave him for dead (dead)
shooting a n*gga up in his head
i want my money, n*gga my bread
talking on gang n*gga you dead
i gotta pump, fill him with led
i’ma get it back in blood
she gone suck me up
she gone lovе me up

[verse 2: whotfisdae]
in my bb belt
in the tim’s, watch yo stеp

(i*i*i) i got all the guap, n*gga i don’t need no help
f*ck that b*tch in the backseat
f*ck school i ain’t passing
pop a yellow not no taxi (oh that’s not no taxi.)
you wanna feat then i’m, you wanna feat then i’m taxing
got a white shooter he drunk, it get nasty
got a white b*tch and i think her name ashley
i cannot f*ck with that b*tch if you sassy
glock on my hip, b*tch i’m toting a racket
you wanna diss and i’m (ahh, f*ck)
you wanna diss and i’m breaking the bracket
what’s on my back? n*gga number (n)ine
talking on gang you get shot from behind
you just a monkey you swing from the vine
you just a b*tch and i knew the whole time
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
[chorus: nova]
b*tch!
i wanna f*ck (huh)
suck me up
f*cking that b*tch (huh)
being my sl*t, feelin her gut
i cannot f*ck with that b*tch
she is a sl*t (huh)
f*cking dat hoe so good, want me to cuff
hit my line, waste no time
f*cking dat b*tch, i lied
f*cking dat b*tch in the car (hey! in the car hey, hey!)
f*cking dat b*tch in the car
hitting it once, ima go slide (f*cking her friend, im high)

(high, yeah)

[verse 1: nova]
prada up on my neck (yeah)
f*cking that hoe and i sweat
that n*gga gone, leave him for dead (dead)
shooting a n*gga up in his head
i want my money, n*gga my bread
talking on gang n*gga you dead
i gotta pump, fill him with led
i’ma get it back in blood
she gone suck me up
she gone love me up

- nova lyrics

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