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lord len - hottest lyrics

(aaahh)

[chorus]
spin on a b+tch and cause havoc
i don’t give a f+ck cause i love to get active (grrr grrr)
hottest b+tch out of my city
no cap and no b+tch finna top me
unless they gon’ tag me
said what i said
if it’s up then it’s stuck
i’m made for this sh+t ain’t no luck
tweezin’ a b+tch i don’t like she get plucked
she get hit in the eye and get hit in the b+tt (aahhaa)
like graah
cause what a b+tch really gon’ do?
i got 10 labels calling right now
talking ‘bout what it is? len we waiting on you
i got all these hoes dudes on my gram dropping hearts b+tch they ain’t thinking of you
imma do what i want any time any place b+tch i don’t give a f+ck ‘bout a rule (aaahh)

[verse]
tell her back up rеal quick
cause my people on go might gеt hit with a bl!ck (pah pah)
f+ck all you hoes on the gram talkin’ sh+t
copy paste what i do cause i’m really that b+tch (that b+tch that b+tch)
son+ing these hoes so i call ‘em my jits
they obsessed with a b+tch so they stalking my pics
speakin’ on me cause they jealous and sh+t
how they f+cking with me must be rubbin’ they cl+ts
b+tches they reaching and they trynna test me
i feel a way i let it spray
feel like i’m waka go hard in the paint
if we talking ‘bout ice i need that by the tray (argh argh)
b+tches try biting and riding my wave (grrr)
too slow can’t keep up in my lane
sweep a b+tch like a broom f+ck a fade
they try throwing they shade but we see who the fave
[bridge]
i let it fah fah
come to your city
we come to your block
i need a m on my wrist for a clock
and they mad at a b+tch cause i’m something they not (haaa)
pull up it grah grah
cut off that b+tch cause she move like a opp
catch me a flight if i wanna turn up
you a d+ck sucking b+tch only fly if you f+ck
aaaahhh

[chorus]
spin on a b+tch and cause havoc
i don’t give a f+ck cause i love to get active (aaahhaa)
hottest b+tch out of my city
no cap and no b+tch finna top me
unless they gon’ tag me
said what i said
if it’s up then it’s stuck
i’m made for this sh+t ain’t no luck
tweezin’ a b+tch i don’t like she get plucked
she get hit in the eye and get hit in the b+tt (aahhaa)
like graah

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