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lirik lagu horchata – 1takejay

[intro]
scum, tell uno load it up
scum, tell uno load it up
now i’m locked in
wait, hold up

[chorus: 1takejay]
patent leather on my feet, these pradas (these pradas)
i’m locked in, i just put it on my mama (on my mama)
b*tch, put a price on it, don dada (don dada)
suck me through the straw like a horchata (horchata)
patent leather on my feet, these pradas (wait, hold up)
i’m locked in, i just put it on my mama (come on)
b*tch, put a price on it, don dada (don dada)
suck me through the straw like a horchata

[verse 1: 1takejay]
askin’, “who is that n*gga?” ’cause i’m lava (hot)
they call me daddy, but i’m really an imposter
i do ’em all wrong, i’m a deadbeat father (cap)
put me on the block list, i’m really that unbothered (you broke)
if she ain’t twenty*one, you be f*ckin’ with a toddler
just like a printer, i keep gettin’ to the dollar (to the dollar)
make your b*tch pop p*ssy, then pop my collar (pop my collar)
ever since i took a lead, them n*ggas’ face sour (come on)
austin power, put your mouth on my mini*me (on my mini)
all head fire, long as she ain’t usin’ t**th
she spent the night, no toothbrush, she usin’ me (me)
while she was on her knees, she asked, “what kind of shoes is these?”
[chorus: 1takejay]
patent leather on my feet, these pradas (these pradas)
i’m locked in, i just put it on my mama (on my mama)
b*tch, put a price on it, don dada (don dada)
suck me through the straw like a horchata (horchata)
patent leather on my feet, these pradas (wait, hold up)
i’m locked in, i just put it on my mama (come on)
b*tch, put a price on it, don dada (don dada)
suck me through the straw like a horchata

[verse 2: 1taket**zy]
ayy, don’t talk about it, come and be about it (b*tch)
know she d*ck eatin’, we gon’ see about it (b*tch)
b*tch want the game, i need a fee about it (need it all)
ayy, eyes on that money, i can’t see without it (can’t see without it)
dread head b*tch, she a real rasta (she a real rasta)
got designer for the low, she a real flocker (she a real flocker)
got a white b*tch, she a pill popper (pill popper)
and her daddy got a bag, but i still dropped her (still dropped her)
b*tch, i’m gettin’ money, i was made for this sh*t (made for this sh*t)
countin’ blue faces in the face of a b*tch (face of a b*tch)
designer on my feet, i just paid for the drip (paid for the drip)
prada on my feet, i just paid for this sh*t (paid for this sh*t)

- 1takejay

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