Nettspend y Che
nite nite Letra - Nettspend
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nite nite Lyrics
Don't nobody fuck with that boy
Don't nobody fuck with that boy (Hell nah, hell nah, haha, haha)
We don't give a fuck 'bout that boy (You bitch)
She play with my dick like a toy (Haha)
Blonde hear bitch, like ooh
I'm about to fuck that bitch, go, "Ooh" yeah
Fuck that bitch, go, "Ooh" yeah
Everything I do, I do, yeah
Everything I do, you— uh
Pussy boy just gon' bite, yeah
And take what I do through the night, yeah
Hunters all through in the night, yeah
I go doot-doot tonight, yeah (Doot-doot-doot-doot)
I go doot-doot tonight, yeah (I go doot-doot-doot-doot)
I go doot-doot-doot-doot, yeah
Blood on my pants, they blue (Yeah)
Dior cut pants, these new, yeah
You got blood stains too, and we caught that boy at noon
FaceTime with my ratchet boo
Drug test, they caught me with food
If you stay in that crib, yeah, you a goon, hold up
But my brother stay outside, you gon' get screwed
You wanna get FOX 5'd? What you wanna do?
We on the southside, Percs feelin' like heroin
Wh-wh-what you wanna do? Wh-What you—
Maybach truck, guns on me
G-Wagon, new car, walk on you
Fall, fall, fall on you
Watch out, they might try follow you, you
Got real seals, fuck
And pink pills, yeah
And pink pills, and pink pills, yeah
Is it real? Slut, I can feel, slut
Is it real? Slut, slut
Slut, slut
Slut, slut
Don't nobody fuck with that boy (Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah)
We don't give a fuck 'bout that boy (Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah)
Don't nobody fuck with that boy (Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah)
We don't give a fuck 'bout that boy (Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah, haha)
We don't give a fuck 'bout that boy (Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah, you bitch)
Don't nobody fuck with that— (Hell nah, hell nah)
I'ma about to fuck that bitch, go, "Ooh" yeah (Ooh)
Fuck that bitch, go, "Ooh" yeah (Ooh)
Everything I do, I do, yeah (Ooh)
Everything I do, you— uh
Pussy boy just gon' bite, yeah
And take what I do through the night (Yeah, yeah)
Hunters all through in the night, yeah
I go doot-doot tonight, yeah (Doot-doot-doot-doot)
I go doot-doot tonight, yeah (I go doot-doot-doot-doot)
I go doot-doot-doot-doot, yeah
Blood on my pants, they blue, yeah
Dior cut pants, these new, yeah
You got blood stains too, and we caught that boy at noon
FaceTime with my ratchet boo
Che
30 de octubre del año 2026
Virginia Creeper