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lirik lagu fuck yesterday – enzo ferrari

[verse 1]
i know this other b*tch mad but it ain’t nothing new
try and f*cking up my day, then i ain’t f*cking with you
see, i got money to make ’cause i got nothin’ to lose
don’t try to pick at my plate, b*tch, you ain’t touchin’ this food
and you ain’t touchin’ this d*ck unless your friend looking cute
he mad, i’m f*cking his b*tch, she mad he f*cking up her mood (enzo, i hate you)

[chorus]
yeah, i would hate me too
heard you talk a lot of sh*t, i’m like, “yeah, i do”
heard you got a new b*tch, i’m like, “yeah, that’s true”
got a whole lot of b*tches that’s gon’ replace you
got a whole bag of tricks, i can skate right through
yeah, that’s a whole lot of cash that i made by noon
i got these p*ssy*boys mad, they don’t play like you
got that p*ssy in the back, we gon’ f*ck in the coupe (i f*cking hate you)
[verse 2]
say she hate me too
don’t try to hit me back, b*tch, i ain’t fake like you
hit her friend to try and f*ck, then she came right through
put my d*ck inside her jaw, said i taste like soup
put that p*ssy on my face, made her sing like juice
count my money on my bed, that’s where she f*ck me too
always ask if i got b*tches, i’m like, “trust me, boo”
i could hit a couple b*tches, i know, love me too
beat the p*ssy up, i feel like harambe
we taking shots but this ain’t no bombay
i’m off the henny, don’t look at me the wrong way
she doin’ lines, i call that b*tch the long way
they try to quote me, go listen what the song say
they tried to ho me, you still livin’ where your mom stay
try to show me, but you kick it where the opps play
no gym but i’m flexin’ on you all day
i know you mad, i would hate me too
b*tch, i’m your father and your mother, i could create you
i got the city on my d*ck, b*tch, it ain’t just you
i got this nine and a spliff, i could cremate you
you p*ssies don’t want smoke ’til i’m faced with you
now you actin’ like a b*tch ’cause there’s a place in you
that knows you just a b*tch, ’cause a b*tch made you
i know a b*tch when i see one, ’cause you b*tch*made too
but, b*tch, i love me so much
countin’ up this money ’cause before i had no luck
before i had no lunch, before i had no whip
now i got it all, i can even have your b*tch
and i could have more sh*t ’cause now i got dope sh*t
i ain’t talkin’ ’bout coke, b*tch, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout slopes, b*tch
i don’t let sh*t slide, that’s when they make you a ho, b*tch
i ain’t even gotta try but i’ll still give them a show, b*tch
[chorus]
yeah, i would hate me too
heard you talk a lot of sh*t, i’m like, “yeah, i do”
heard you got a new b*tch, i’m like, “yeah, that’s true”
got a whole lot of b*tches that’s gon’ replace you
got a whole bag of tricks, i can skate right through
yeah, that’s a whole lot of cash that i made by noon
i got these p*ssy*boys mad, they don’t play like you
got that p*ssy in the back, we gon’ f*ck in the coupe

- enzo ferrari

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