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Word To Yams - J.r. donato Lyrics


By: Admin | Artist: J j r donato | Published: 2024-28-09T17:23:05:00+07:00
Word To Yams - J.r. donato LyricsLirikku.ID - Word To Yams - J.r. donato Lyrics: Halo Lirikku.ID, Dalam konten ini, kami menyediakan chord gitar untuk lagu "Word To Yams - J.r. donato Lyrics" yang dinyanyikan oleh Toton J j r donato. Dengan chord yang disajikan, pemula atau penggemar musik dapat dengan mudah memainkan lagu ini dengan gitar mereka sendiri. Kami menyajikan chord dengan akurasi tinggi sehingga pemain dapat mengikuti alunan musiknya dengan baik. Juga, kami akan memberikan informasi tambahan mengenai lirik lagu dan mungkin beberapa tips untuk menyempurnakan permainan gitar. Konten ini cocok untuk penggemar musik yang ingin belajar lagu baru atau bagi mereka yang ingin menikmati kesenangan bermain musik dengan gitar. Silahkan disimak Word To Yams - J.r. donato Lyrics Berikut Dibawah ini untuk Selanjutnya.

[verse 1: j.r donato]

[hook: playboi carti]
i ain’t worried ’bout no b-tch
thumbing through the check
boy, money got me sick (money got me)
my aston got me sick
cash, cash
my car go fast, fast
n-gg- ferrari smash
money bags (ay)
yeah, she all on my d-ck (my d-ck)
i might just smash, (uh)
p-ss her to my clique, then i hit her last
i ain’t worried bout no b-tch, boy i’m off this gas
my phone blowing up, i think they need some gas
i ain’t worried ’bout no b-tch, boy i’m off this gas
my phone blowing up, i think they need some gas

[verse 2: playboi carti]
these cops on my -ss
dirty kitchen, dirty cash
cash carti, money bags, yeah
hoe i keep a sack
got a cup filled with of act
i’m a real -ss n-gg-
40 clip with the strap
blow a n-gg- off the map
blowing backwoods in the trap
n-gg-s talking down while my n-gg- spray

[hook: playboi carti]
i ain’t worried ’bout no b-tch
thumbing through the check
boy, money got me sick (money got me)
my aston got me sick
cash, cash
my car go fast, fast
n-gg- ferrari smash
money bags (ay)
yeah, she all on my d-ck (my d-ck)
i might just smash, (uh)
p-ss her to my clique, then i hit her last
i ain’t worried bout no b-tch, boy i’m off this gas
my phone blowing up, i think they need some gas

[verse 2: playboi carti]
should of seen hoe
it’s all good though
pull down my pants, oh
don’t use your hands, woah
i heard about you girl
you heard about me two
you heard i got them bands
i heard that mouth a (?)

[hook: playboi carti]
i ain’t worried ’bout no b-tch
thumbing through the check
boy, money got me sick (money got me)
my aston got me sick
cash, cash
my car go fast, fast
n-gg- ferrari smash
money bags (ay)
yeah, she all on my d-ck (my d-ck)
i might just smash, (uh)
p-ss her to my clique, then i hit her last
i ain’t worried bout no b-tch, boy i’m off this gas
my phone blowing up, i think they need some gas


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