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poppa krypt - brand new thot (prod. uthxx) lyrics

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[intro]
f+ck, f+ck

[verse]
got this bad ass thot, she just wanna f+ck me, ‘cause i got the guap

got the chain, ice on my wrist like i’m on cocaine (uh+uh)

a lotta ho’s, they be on my d+ck, they gon’ suck me close

close the door, i’mma f+ck this b+tch, f+ck her on the floor, in her throat, make her choke

get this b+tch all out the door, suck me slow
make her pop a titty, make her face glow (face glow)

mad ho, give her mad d+ck, she gon’ swallow
walkin’ past the buildin’ saw my b+tch, so i followed

black bentley truck on my wishlist, got it
black hot thot on my wishlist, ride it (ride it)
begging for her box, might as well call me roddy (roddy)

just ‘cause i wanna f+ck don’t mean i’m using yo’ body (never) hoe

it don’t mean i’m using yo’ body
loved you for your soul, but right now, i’m sorry (i am)
‘cause i trusted you, but that sh+t was too dumb (stupid b+tch)
eyes all red, that f+ckin’ b+tch got me numb!

[chorus]
drivin’ through the city, we don’t do no runs
only from the opps, if we ain’t got no gun

i don’t care ‘bout b+tches, i don’t care ‘bout nun
i don’t care ‘bout b+tches, i don’t care ‘bout nun

drivin’ through the city, we don’t do no runs
only from the opps, if we ain’t got no gun

i don’t care ‘bout b+tches, i don’t care ‘bout nun
i don’t care ‘bout b+tches, i don’t care ‘bout nun

- poppa krypt lyrics

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