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mcashhole - let 'em know lyrics

[intro]
ayy, ayy, ayy, hey
hey, hey

[verse 1]
ooh, ooh, b-tch, them cues bussing
b-tch, i looks good, b-tch yo dude ugly
b-tch, i’m from the hood, b-tch, i’m too thuggish
b-tch gon’ suck this wood, b-tch wan’ do somethin’
b-tch, i’m tool clutching
hold on, wait, b-tch my crew clutching
b-tch, you too chubby
b-tch, you really needa lose stomach
b-tch, i’m rude, f-ck it
b-tch, you knew, b-tch you too dusty
b-tch, i shoot, bust it, b-tch, i shoot, bust it, b-tch i shoot
b-tch, i’m out here with a whole bazooka
ayy, b-tch, don’t tempt me b-tch you know i’ll shoot ya
ayy, b-tch, i might shoot yo whole family up
i done iced so many n-ggas i should have a stanley cup
b-tch, i drive foreign, b-tch, i ride foreign, b-tch, i whip
b-tch, when i’m h-rny, my d-ck ginormous, in your b-tch
b-tch, i got armies, b-tch i’m hot scorching, b-tch, i’m lit
b-tch, i buy garments, b-tch, i’m fly soaring, b-tch, i drip
hold on
b-tch, it’s up there on some eagle sh-t
wait, b-tch, i’m on point like on some needle sh-t
ayy, b-tch, i might f-ck but i won’t eat the b-tch, no
like 7 days, i got her weak and sh-t

[chorus]
ayy, let ’em know
we let that metal blow
hold on, foreign whips, ayy, pedal to the floor
don’t give no f-cks, ayy, blowin’ h-lla smoke
woah, we h-lla dope
ayy, let ’em know, hold on
ayy, we let that metal blow, ayy
foreign whips, ayy, pedal to the floor
hold on, ayy, we h-lla dope

[verse 2]
(ayy, ayy, ayy) this b-tch wan’ suck my d-ck i told her no that hoe got braces
my white b-tch call me n-gga when we f-ck cause that b-tch racist
all i want is red b-tches, white diamonds, blue faces
and a b-tch who don’t suck d-ck because she boujee and she basic
n-ggas talking heavy we just busting uzis in they faces
we be really drawing down you n-ggas just be tracing
take yo b-tch she coming to my place and she gon’ get complacent
cause these hoes for everybody but these hoes say i’m they favorite, hold on (yeaaah)
hut 1, hut 2, throw it back, you ain’t cute but i’ma still f-ck you
know you ain’t the type of b-tch a n-gga make love to
yeah, that -ss on 10 but that face is a 2
i don’t do no drugs but i might pop this percocet
i got too much sauce, i think i got a birth defect
how you say you street but you ain’t put no work in yet?
ayy, yo b-tch been smiling at me and i’m flirting back, d-mn

[outro]
let em know-ow-ow
we had to let em know-ow-ow
pedal to the flo-o-o’
blowing h-lla smo-o-oke
h-lla do-o-ope
let em know-ow-ow

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