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fatpocket - damn right كلمات أغنية

[intro]
all this sh_t come off the top of my head
let me add a lil’ somethin’, yeah, yeah (i got his pretty dark skin, brittany)
yeah, yeah, i’m so high
all this motherf_ckin’ ice on, all this motherf_ckin’ jewelry on n_gga can’t f_ck with a n_gga ass, you know what i’m sayin’?
i’ma stop ’em, man, trappocket, big pocket, all that sh_t, man (all that sh_t, all that sh_t, bino)
know what i’m sayin’?
i never been a bug, man, i’m the flyest n_gga on earth (i’m the flyest n_gga)
f_ck all the bad b_tches, i been gettin’ money all around the world and sh_t (d_mn, nicknme, this the one)

[verse]
i got this pretty dark skinned b_tch up in the studio
i got her takin’ shots back_to_back, a don julio
when you a boss, n_gga, all the b_tches, they gon’ wanna go
trap and serve ten plates, same price for a show
keep her hair done, keep her flexin’, keep them nails done
can you keep it g with me? i know that you won’t tell nothin’
i told you we locked in, see we f_ckin’ around still
i turned you to a boss, baby, tell me how it feel
i’ma go and get my bands up, turn my mans up
you the type to get your bands up, switch your friends up
i’ma pull up in some sh_t that finna turn a n_gga head
actin’ like you got some bread, i’ma put that sh_t to bed
she want louis v, she want everything she see pocket with
i took her to the store and then i let her get all kind of sh_t
you a raw chick, bad somethin’, yeah, i like your vibe
ridin’ through the city, no tint, i rub your thigh
phone ringin’, i gotta get back to the trap
from a small city, i put that lil’ b_tch on the map
i heard what he said, i don’t believe it ’cause he cap
i walk in the building and i won’t give these n_ggas dap (uh_uh)
she a bad b_tch and she a boss, i could tell (tell)
they was on our trail and i’m like, “f_ck it, might as well”
jump up in a whip, you know that it’s a v12
why you buyin’ ice? tryna impress the females
[chorus]
d_mn right, bands got it lookin’ like my pants tight
d_mn right, i could f_ck a bad b_tch every night
d_mn right, i’ll spend the bread, keep that p_ssy tight
d_mn right, i ain’t have sh_t, now i live the life
d_mn right, it’s a couple hundred bands on some ice
d_mn right, she gon’ give that p_ssy up first night
d_mn right, facetime with bae and that’s a pretty sight
d_mn right, she a boss b_tch, that what i like
d_mn right

[outro]
d_mn right
uh, d_mn right
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
you d_mn right

- fatpocket

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