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guapo - skims lyrics

[intro: guapo]
uh, yeah

[verse 1: guapo]
gotta clutch that bl!ck when i set up my l!cks ’cause i can’t go for sh+t
just punch me in and keep that take when i hit my cup and sh+t
uh, just sip my cup, think with my gut and not my d+ck
guap gon’ pick the play, b+tch tryna set me up, i’ll bust a b+tch
guap got beaucoup l!cks, try play for play, he ain’t never bust a brick
guap get fresh as f+ck, hit my l!cks in ricks, i’m fresh as sh+t
guap don’t wear no cape, i can’t save these hoes, not clark kent
so much yellow in this double cup, it look like bart simp’
most these n+ggas simps, they claim they pushin’ p, these n+ggas wimps
guap don’t work the clips, but i’ll give a n+gga a fade just like a temp
lil’ bro work the stick, almost caught a hat his first attempt
i’m deep in that water, i’m a shark, these p+ssy n+ggas shrimps
i got racks on racks on racks on racks, pockets fat, make me limp
that b+tch bad as f+ck, ass so fat, i just bust her out them skims
i’m talkin’ ’bout bad as f+ck, ass so fat, this b+tch d+mn near look like kim
ball like allen i, cross her ass, i just dunked ’em just like tim
i’m in new york with a shank, stuck that b+tch right in my timbs
that b+tch bad but she ain’t got no ass, this lil’ b+tch slim jim
guap been ridin’ ’round with this drac’ and this k like k kim
tell that b+tch she go my way or you get cut like k kim
j6 just facetimed me, that boy say he got new chase bins
why the f+ck would i chase a ho when i’m out here chasin’ bands?
curtis jackson in my pocket, i don’t got no more dead friends
[verse 2: ffawty]
r.i.p. to reeski, know i miss dead friends
the b+tch been dyin’ to meet me, i tell her meet the ends
when i pull up, bulletproof, who is you? i don’t have a clue
mia see me on sight, g5 taboo, tryna fit it in my shoe
pretty girl, the way you fit the skims make me wanna jump in your skin
ho, all my b+tches doing pilates, i might never see a gym
this lil’ ho think that she’s kardashian, please don’t be a burden
she like how i move now, she like to know that i’m just swervin’
she keep on sayin’, “ffawty fly, no f+ck, and he might buy me a birkin”
now she peepin’ ffawty ain’t no f+ck, look, all we worth is them slurrin’ off
take it off, slowly
pretty girl that wear a pair of skims, she might just win a trophy
woo, i like her ass, let me hold it
she move it ’round, i like how she control it
bad b+tch in my whip, huh
need that ho be quiet, put my finger on her lip, woo
all this f+ckin’ water, houston b+tch done said she crip
you get a glock inside the club, take out the snipers, i can’t slip
not a chance
like my b+tches sl+tty
say she ain’t shakin’ no ass, i just gon’ make her do the dougie
yeah, little boy, you better run your dirty ass
f+ck the talk, pull this b+tch and spark
say she don’t wan’ go, i send this b+tch to court
she say she wanna try me, don’t call for my support (what?)

- guapo lyrics

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