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enzo ferrari - fuck yesterday كلمات الأغنية

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[chorus]
yeah, i would hate me too
heard you talk a lot of sh_t, i’m like, “yeah, i do”
heard you got a new b_tch, i’m like, “yeah, that’s true”
got a whole lot of b_tches that’s gon’ replace you
got a whole bag of tricks, i can skate right through
yeah, that’s a whole lot of cash that i made by noon
i got these p_ssy_boys mad, they don’t play like you
got that p_ssy in the back, we gon’ f_ck in the coupe

[verse 1]
i know this other b_tch mad but it ain’t nothing new
try and f_cking up my day, then i ain’t f_cking with you
see, i got money to make ’cause i got nothin’ to lose
don’t try to pick at my plate, b_tch, you ain’t touchin’ this food
and you ain’t touchin’ this d_ck unless your friend looking cute
he mad, i’m f_cking his b_tch, she mad he f_cking up her mood (enzo, i hate you)

[chorus]
yeah, i would hate me too
heard you talk a lot of sh_t, i’m like, “yeah, i do”
heard you got a new b_tch, i’m like, “yeah, that’s true”
got a whole lot of b_tches that’s gon’ replace you
got a whole bag of tricks, i can skate right through
yeah, that’s a whole lot of cash that i made by noon
i got these p_ssy_boys mad, they don’t play like you
got that p_ssy in the back, we gon’ f_ck in the coupe (i f_cking hate you)
[verse 2]
say she hate me too
don’t try to hit me back, b_tch, i ain’t fake like you
hit her friend to try and f_ck, then she came right through
put my d_ck inside her jaw, said i taste like soup
put that p_ssy on my face, made her sing like juice
count my money on my bed, that’s where she f_ck me too
always ask if i got b_tches, i’m like, “trust me, boo”
i could hit a couple b_tches, i know, love me too
beat the p_ssy up, i feel like harambe
we taking shots but this ain’t no bombay
i’m off the henny, don’t look at me the wrong way
she doin’ lines, i call that b_tch the long way
they try to quote me, go listen what the song say
they tried to ho me, you still livin’ where your mom stay
try to show me, but you kick it where the opps play
no gym but i’m flexin’ on you all day
i know you mad, i would hate me too
b_tch, i’m your father and your mother, i could create you
i got the city on my d_ck, b_tch, it ain’t just you
i got this nine and a spliff, i could cremate you
you p_ssies don’t want smoke ’til i’m faced with you
now you actin’ like a b_tch ’cause there’s a place in you
that knows you just a b_tch, ’cause a b_tch made you
i know a b_tch when i see one, ’cause you b_tch_made too
but, b_tch, i love me so much
countin’ up this money ’cause before i had no luck
before i had no lunch, before i had no whip
now i got it all, i can even have your b_tch
and i could have more sh_t ’cause now i got dope sh_t
i ain’t talkin’ ’bout coke, b_tch, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout slopes, b_tch
i don’t let sh_t slide, that’s when they make you a ho, b_tch
i ain’t even gotta try but i’ll still give them a show, b_tch
[chorus]
yeah, i would hate me too
heard you talk a lot of sh_t, i’m like, “yeah, i do”
heard you got a new b_tch, i’m like, “yeah, that’s true”
got a whole lot of b_tches that’s gon’ replace you
got a whole bag of tricks, i can skate right through
yeah, that’s a whole lot of cash that i made by noon
i got these p_ssy_boys mad, they don’t play like you
got that p_ssy in the back, we gon’ f_ck in the coupe

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