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fendida rappa & cardi b - point me 2 (sped up) كلمات الأغنية

[intro: fendida rappa]
uh, i’ma give it to ’em just like this
(jordon, is that you?)
man, n_ggas tweaking with these fake ass pills

[chorus: fendida rappa]
look, he off a pill, n_ggas ill, is it even real?
he got a glizzy with no bullets, do he even k!ll? (what?)
n_ggas dissin’ when they rap, should we call it drill? (what?)
n_ggas cappin’ in they rap, should we give ’em deals?
he off a pill, n_ggas ill, is it even real? (uh)
he got a glizzy with no bullets, do he even k!ll? (what?)
n_ggas dissin’ when they rap, should we call it drill? (what?)
n_ggas cappin’ in they rap, should we give ’em deals? (hmm_mm)

[verse 1: fendida rappa]
all that rah_rah when i’m talkin’, they don’t hear me, though (hmm_mm)
play that sh_t back, make ’em sit back ’cause we in this ho (hmm_mm)
turn me up, i’m tryna f_ck, point me to the sl_ts (what?)
that n_gga tough, he out of luck, foe’nem gave ’em up (what?)
she got some buns, make me cum, this b_tch finna run (hmm_mm)
i gotta thumb, she can’t take it, b_tch, then make me numb (hmm_mm)
her p_ssy nukin’, he a goofy, she got goofy p_ssy (what?)
her sh_t taste good with no smell, she got a fruity p_ssy (what?)
i can’t wait, i’m tryna fack, take me to the back (uh, uh)
we hit a rat, where you at? we got uchi sat (uh, uh)
and all the guys in here ready, where the hoochies at? (where the hoochies at?)
in my city we get lit, that’s where the movies at (that’s where the movies)
and you can’t come up in this b_tch with all that goofy sh_t (uh, uh)
and you can’t come up in my city, think you moving sh_t (at all)
you can’t be actin’ like you with it, that’s that stupid sh_t (what?)
and you can’t tweak up off them pills ’cause we gon’ do you, b_tch (hmm_mm)
[chorus: fendida rappa]
he off a pill, n_ggas ill, is it even real?
he got a glizzy with no bullets, do he even k!ll? (what?)
n_ggas dissin’ when they rap, should we call it drill? (what?)
n_ggas cappin’ in they rap, should we give ’em deals?
he off a pill, n_ggas ill, is it even real? (uh)
he got a glizzy with no bullets, do he even k!ll? (what?)
n_ggas dissin’ when they rap, should we call it drill? (what?)
n_ggas cappin’ in they rap, should we give ’em deals? (hmm_mm)

[verse 2: cardi b & fendida rappa]
b_tches talkin’ all that rah_rah, i don’t feel it though (hmm_mm, i don’t feel it though)
like the plan b didn’t work, baby, i’m in this ho (hmm_mm, i’m in this ho)
this b_tch all wetty and she ready, ooh, she tryna f_ck (tryna f_ck)
he think he handsome, it’s a ransom, we done light ’em up (bah)
she got some buns, her sh_t dumb, ooh, i’m tryna cum (hmm_mm, uh)
i’m in the strippy with a bl!cky and a lot of ones (hmm_mm, uh)
my name is always in that mouth, i got that juicy p_ssy (juicy p_ssy)
lv, loose v_g_n_, she got louis p_ssy (ah)
ain’t gon’ lie, her sh_t is fat, hit it from the back (back)
she playin’ “wap,” she throwin’ cat in that uber black (black)
one of my b_tches like kehlani, one look like normani (look like normani)
me and my n_gga ’bout to flip ’em, we like tip and tiny (tip and tiny)
if there’s skezos in the club then you know where to find me (hmm_mm, where to find me)
all my diamonds eliantte, these sh_ts h_lla shiny (hmm_mm, h_lla shiny)
i’m makin’ cash, who shakin’ ass? i’m really movin’ sh_t (go)
i’m really eatin’ b_tches up, i’m out here chewin’ sh_t (bah)
too many b_tches in my city think they’re doin’ sh_t (think they’re doin’ sh_t)
too many opps that i don’t know, b_tch, who the f_ck is this? (who the f_ck is this?)
scared to face me by theyself, they start recruitin’ sh_t (start recruitin’ sh_t)
i call them p_ssy to their face, they don’t be doin’ sh_t (don’t be doin’ sh_t)
and i’m ready with receipts, i be provin’ sh_t (hmm_mm, i be provin’ sh_t)
i blow fifty racks in target on some stupid sh_t (hmm_mm, on some stupid sh_t)
b_tches out here must be slow, they out here losin’ it (out here losin’ it)
i’m like a ho, b_tch, i’m on go, i don’t care who it is (hmm_mm, bah)
[chorus: fendida rappa]
he off a pill, n_ggas ill, is it even real?
he got a glizzy with no bullets, do he even k!ll? (what?)
n_ggas dissin’ when they rap, should we call it drill? (what?)
n_ggas cappin’ in they rap, should we give ’em deals?
he off a pill, n_ggas ill, is it even real? (uh)
he got a glizzy with no bullets, do he even k!ll? (what?)
n_ggas dissin’ when they rap, should we call it drill? (what?)
n_ggas cappin’ in they rap, should we give ’em deals?

[outro: fendida rappa]
on foe’nem
y’all know what the f_ck going on
it’s a throw
what? it’s a throw
i’ma give it to ’em just like this

- fendida rappa cardi b

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