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touch evb - yhapojj lyrics

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[intro]
(mhm, you’re listening to yhapojj)

[chorus]
these b*tches going up, the b*tch plotting, they plotting
b*tch is a rockstar, b*tch telling about it
b*tch was looking good, the b*tch [?]
the b*tch is a rockstar, the b*tch telling about it
b*tch gonna text, she gon’ text everybody
she said she f*ck with me, man, you f*ck with everybody
she said she in love with me, don’t be loving everybody
she know that i’m a star, but i can’t touch everybody
she telling me, “don’t do it, li’ yhap, he touch everybody”
so i won’t touch everybody

[verse 1]
i might put on your glasses, li’ yhap was harry potter
thеse b*tches, they got class, but i pеrform at the college
sometimes i wanna spaz when i see you going to them parties
i don’t give a f*ck about n*ggas, some of these lil’ n*ggas lil’ r*t*rded
i walk up in this b*tch, she just hate when i act r*t*rded
put that drac’ on a b*tch, turn a stupid f*ckboy r*t*rded
turn a stupid f*ckboy r*t*rded
turn a stupid f*ckboy r*t*rded

[verse 2]
i walked up in this b*tch, i ain’t even know sh*t was a party
you say you my b*tch, i couldn’t even tell, like hardly
i walked in with that stick, i just put that b*tch up [?]
my n*gga threw a symbol like we was in the illuminati
these b*tches really pimped, trick a n*gga out money for bodies
these b*tches really get it, b*tch got some bodies
[beat restart]
these n*ggas thought i was done, but i was just getting started
i walked out, without, walked out, without, with that .40
b*tch said she want money, but i just want some love
i walk down with that choppa, give a f*ck ’bout [?]
you telling me to pop her, but that sh*t f*cked him up
this b*tch said, “i just love you,” but i don’t even f*ck with her
won’t play you like no thottie, i wasn’t even tryna f*ck
but if it come to that, your body, b*tch, you know i’m f*cking it up
my n*gga said he got it, you know he f*cking it up
these b*tches got the pot, she cooking it, cooking it up
i’m smoking on that black, i know you told me quit that stuff
b*tches coming back, n*gga, you can call my bluff
hit a b*tch from the back, n*gga, oh, she like it rough
all this sh*t, looking back, different, all this sh*t was rough
all this sh*t we did in the past, all this sh*t was us
hurt my feelings, sh*t made me mad, wanna call my mom
i wanna k!ll him, get on his ass, wanna call my mom
mad at heaven, you know i’m feeling bad, all that sh*t, it suck
on the heaven, they did me bad, please don’t hang up the phone
hit ’em, mac*11 hit his ass, hit that lil’ n*gga dome
n*gga think he stepping, stupid ass, she gon’ set up your home
n*gga really love her, he don’t know she gon’ play all along

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