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atay - redhead freestyle lyrics

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[intro]
hey, ay, ay

[chorus]
ay, she a redhead, imma need some carrot top
everybody want the album, i don’t even care to drop
layin’ in my bed, and she ask me if i care or not
tell her i need sp+ce, while i’m slippin’ on a pair of socks (oh)
this b+tch a paradox
pull up to the fendi front, she ain’t in a pair of crocs
f+ck a conversation, i don’t care to talk
meet me in the back, in that dress, let me tear it off

[verse]
i got girls to see, give ’em what they need, come with me
lil homie, i can’t do this sh+t for free, pay a fee
did another show, made another band, ‘nother g
frat boys think it’s cool to hate on me, why you cheat?
why you cheat? you’s a b+tch, i can see by the fontaine
with the baby keem type beat
i’ll stop by your dorm for the night, then i leave
topped off with some confidence that i don’t really need
i just broke my hand, but i still hit it
we done broke it off, but when i want it, i can still get it
she heard the new song, said she still with it
pour another cup, that’s when i’m drunk, i f+ckin’ k!ll with it
she a bad lil [?] from the 6, she want it all
ride off, i can’t be seen in the whip
i lose it all, lately i’ve been demeaning and sh+t
i give a f+ck about a b+tch who can’t be loyal to sh+t (f+ck you!)
ay, name the time and the place
you p+ssy boys do the most, you don’t say sh+t to my face
you too jealous, soon i be catchin’ the case
the way it’s goin’, pourin’ down
i’d take that sh+t to my face
nah, nah
nah, we can not be touched, bruh
we did this sh+t ourselves without the help, don’t need to crush, bruh
i’ve been way too honest with myself to ever bluff, bruh
listen when i tell you that ‘i do not give a f+ck’, bruh
[chorus]
ay, she a redhead, imma need some carrot top
everybody want the album, i don’t even care to drop
layin’ in my bed, and she ask me if i care or not
tell her i need sp+ce, while i’m slippin’ on a pair of socks (oh)
this b+tch a paradox
pull up to the fendi front, she ain’t in a pair of crocs
f+ck a conversation, i don’t care to talk
meet me in the back, in that dress, let me tear it+



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