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Lxt it breath Video (MV)




Performed By: BTA Ro$e
Length: 2:38
Written by: Ladale Williams, Markeshwa Pogue




BTA Ro$e - Lxt it breath Lyrics




Let it Breath slim
Let it Breath slim
Yeahhh
Let it Breath slim
Uh I'ma Saks fifth shopper
Ah Gucci Click Clocker
Caught yo momma
Last night I had her
Hip locking
Drip dropping
Lip locking
That pussy wetter then ah drip
Falseit
Whip walking now
Your momma whipped
With my kit talking bitch
F*ck you mean
Yeah slim
Yup
They thought they caught me up
To set me up
To wet me up
They didn't do that
They know that
They know that
Bitch I they couldn't feel that
Bitch I fly out with ah flare
Bitch ah flare
The home off them killers
Them killers in your rear bitch
You better look up nigga
N look up nigga
I been took nigga
Been the young nigga
I grow up just to screw up nigga
F*ck you mean
I'm ah felony with out
Ah f*cking F
Ah real nigga to the
Mother f*cking death
Bitch
Uhhhh hhuhhhh
You thought you was f*ckin
With me
They jokes is hitting
At your mother f*cking
Grandmas kidneys in shit
Sneaky bitch you thought it
Was gone be the last time
Dreaming of ah nigga like me
Tha realest
Tha killers
Tha illest
Tha villain
The villain out the mob
Tha robbers
Bitch
Them gorillas bitch
Real gorillas around this bitch
Yeah f*ck you mean
I'm like Soulja slim around
This bitch
I keep my yopper
I keep my choppa
I keep my lamma
Hit you ass in your melly rocker
Have you ass melly rocking
In dropping
Melly rock in drop
To jock you pop
Nigga
Yeah

Get your ass zipped locked
Yeah let it breath slim
Told this mother f*cks
I was gone come in
To talk my shit right quick
I got ah 150 K's
On stand by nigga
You feel that nigga
D-real nigga
Them niggas gone peel your shit
Nigga
Kill you with your family nigga
Kill your whole squad nigga
Your mob
You little nigga
You bet not kome down walking or
Talking that shit nigga
I'm with that mob
Who rob the
Ohhhh
Can't say it cause you niggas
Is bitches
Cause you niggas is snitches
Uhh huh
Yeah

I'm getting real cheddar
I'm getting real food
Know with I mean bitch
Sling that shit
Whip it then shit
They sling that shit
Whip that shit like
Throw that shit
Like Micheal Vick
I caught that shit
Nigga
Who that bitch hit
150 of em
Now your momma want to be
With me
Now your daddy want to see me
Cause them p's coming in
Them o's coming in quickly
Bitch

They stick to me like grits in shits
Wacking shit
We wacking shit
Get ah whole team wrapped up
In zipped
Bitch

F*ck you mean
304's,Bows, and loads
Is all we get
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Let it Breath slim
Let it Breath slim
Yeahhh
Let it Breath slim
Uh I'ma Saks fifth shopper
Ah Gucci Click Clocker
Caught yo momma
Last night I had her
Hip locking
Drip dropping
Lip locking
That pussy wetter then ah drip
Falseit
Whip walking now
Your momma whipped
With my kit talking bitch
F*ck you mean
Yeah slim
Yup
They thought they caught me up
To set me up
To wet me up
They didn't do that
They know that
They know that
Bitch I they couldn't feel that
Bitch I fly out with ah flare
Bitch ah flare
The home off them killers
Them killers in your rear bitch
You better look up nigga
N look up nigga
I been took nigga
Been the young nigga
I grow up just to screw up nigga
F*ck you mean
I'm ah felony with out
Ah f*cking F
Ah real nigga to the
Mother f*cking death
Bitch
Uhhhh hhuhhhh
You thought you was f*ckin
With me
They jokes is hitting
At your mother f*cking
Grandmas kidneys in shit
Sneaky bitch you thought it
Was gone be the last time
Dreaming of ah nigga like me
Tha realest
Tha killers
Tha illest
Tha villain
The villain out the mob
Tha robbers
Bitch
Them gorillas bitch
Real gorillas around this bitch
Yeah f*ck you mean
I'm like Soulja slim around
This bitch
I keep my yopper
I keep my choppa
I keep my lamma
Hit you ass in your melly rocker
Have you ass melly rocking
In dropping
Melly rock in drop
To jock you pop
Nigga
Yeah

Get your ass zipped locked
Yeah let it breath slim
Told this mother f*cks
I was gone come in
To talk my shit right quick
I got ah 150 K's
On stand by nigga
You feel that nigga
D-real nigga
Them niggas gone peel your shit
Nigga
Kill you with your family nigga
Kill your whole squad nigga
Your mob
You little nigga
You bet not kome down walking or
Talking that shit nigga
I'm with that mob
Who rob the
Ohhhh
Can't say it cause you niggas
Is bitches
Cause you niggas is snitches
Uhh huh
Yeah

I'm getting real cheddar
I'm getting real food
Know with I mean bitch
Sling that shit
Whip it then shit
They sling that shit
Whip that shit like
Throw that shit
Like Micheal Vick
I caught that shit
Nigga
Who that bitch hit
150 of em
Now your momma want to be
With me
Now your daddy want to see me
Cause them p's coming in
Them o's coming in quickly
Bitch

They stick to me like grits in shits
Wacking shit
We wacking shit
Get ah whole team wrapped up
In zipped
Bitch

F*ck you mean
304's,Bows, and loads
Is all we get
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Writer: Ladale Williams, Markeshwa Pogue
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