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[Intro]
(Yeah)

[Chorus]
Who am I? Someone that’s afraid to let go, uh
You decide if you’re ever gonna let me know (yeah)
Suicide if you ever try to let go, uh
I’m sad, I know, yeah, I’m sad, I know, yeah
Who am I? Someone that’s afraid to let go, uh
You decide if you’re ever gonna let me know (yeah)
Suicide if you ever try to let go, uh
I’m sad, I know, yeah, I’m sad, I know, yeah

[Verse]
I gave her everything
She took my heart and left me lonely
I think broken heart’s contagious
I won’t fix, I’d rather weep
I’m lost then I’m found
But it’s torture bein’ in love
I love when you’re around
But I fuckin’ hate when you leave

[Chorus]
Who am I? Someone that’s afraid to let go, uh
You decide if you’re ever gonna let me know (yeah)
Suicide if you ever try to let go, uh
I’m sad, I know, yeah, I’m sad, I know, yeah
Who am I? Someone that’s afraid to let go, uh
You decide if you’re ever gonna let me know (yeah)
Suicide if you ever try to let go, uh
I’m sad, I know, yeah, I’m sad, I know, yeah
Who am I? Someone that’s afraid to let go, uh
You decide if you’re ever gonna let me know (yeah)
Suicide if you ever try to let go, uh
I’m sad, I know, yeah, I’m sad, I know, yeah
Who am I? Someone that’s afraid to let go, uh
You decide if you’re ever gonna let me know (yeah)
Suicide if you ever try to let go, uh
I’m sad, I know, yeah, I’m sad, I know, yeah

[Intro]
Wop
Ugh
Hi, I’m Chucky
Wanna play?
Yeah
Lil whores
Pssh
Pssh
Aye

[Hook]
Last nigga tried Wop, yeah, that nigga tried (he tried)
Last nigga tried Wop, guess what, that nigga dead (aye)
He was talking all that shit at first, now that nigga quiet (he silent)
If you step up in my trap house, bitch, you want some violence (aye)

[Verse 1]
I come out at night, I’m a demon, bitch, I fright (yeah)
I pour Wockhardt in my Sprite, drinking straight, don’t need no ice (aye)
Let her know before she get the pipe, lil bitch, I bite (I bite)
Rushing through your veins, you feel the evil, you can’t fight (aye)
Wopster, I be out of sight, I be soaring through the night (yeah)
All these xanax got me high, got me geeking like a [?] (aye)
I just grab the molly, now I got that lil bitch fright (she fright)
I don’t like my bitches straight, I like all my bitches bi (aye)

[Hook]
Last nigga tried Wop, yeah, that nigga tried (he tried)
Last nigga tried Wop, guess what, that nigga dead (aye)
He was talking all that shit at first, now that nigga quiet (he silent)
If you step up in my trap house, bitch, you want some violence (aye)

[Verse 2]
Hellcat, all black like that bitch ain’t got no key
When you die and you go to hell, when you look up, gon’ see me (aye)
Aye, geeking off the acid hard, now evil all I see, aye
I just popped a Percocet and demons was on me (aye)
Hit you with this iron, now your face, it got a crease
Wopster tried to keep the peace but now these drugs taking over me (aye)
When I’m on the blood, I’ma turn into a beast (beast)
[?] ’em underneath, say my prayer, then I feast (aye)

[Hook]
Last nigga tried Wop, yeah, that nigga tried (he tried)
Last nigga tried Wop, guess what, that nigga dead (aye)
He was talking all that shit at first, now that nigga quiet (he silent)
If you step up in my trap house, bitch, you want some violence (aye)

[Intro]
Una mirada te delata
Un perfume que te atrapa
Todo está a mi favor
Serán mis ojos de gata
Sé que hay algo que te ata
Y quieres hacérmelo

[Pre-coro]
Delante de la gente
Me pones indecente
Lo rico que se siente
Que nadie te lo cuente

[Coro]
Que yo soy mala de verdad
Mala de verdad
Y a ti te gusta la maldad, se te nota
Ay, yo soy mala de verdad
Mala de verdad
Y a ti te gusta la maldad, se te nota (-ta, -ta)

[Post-coro: Fuego, Anitta]
Eres mala, mai, mala, mala, mai (jajaja)
Eres mala, mala, mala, mala, mai
Eres mala, mai, mala, mala, mai
Eres mala, mala y yo malo también

[Verso 1]
Soy mala, mala de verdad
Mírame a la cara
Si no eres real, mejor que te vayas
No podrás quedarte en mi cama, soy mala

Así soy, porque no confío en nadie (oh-uay)
Se te nota que eres calle (calle)
Tienes ganas de probarme (calle)
Quieres quemarme

[Pre-coro]
Delante de la gente (eh-ie-ie-ieh)
Me pones indecente (eh-ie-ie-ieh)
Lo rico que se siente (-te)
Que nadie te lo cuente

[Coro]
Que yo soy mala de verdad
Mala de verdad
Y a ti te gusta la maldad, se te nota
Ay, yo soy mala de verdad
Mala de verdad
Y a ti te gusta la maldad, se te nota

[Post-coro: Fuego, Anitta]
Eres mala, mai, mala, mala, mai (jajaja)
Eres mala, mala, mala, mala, mai
Eres mala, mai, mala, mala, mai
Eres mala, mala y yo malo también

[Verso 2: Anitta]
Te gusta mi labial rojo como una rosa
De una vez quieres besarme directo a la boca
Soy mala, mala, mala, mala y también soy loca
Pero nadie me lo toca

[Coro]
Que yo soy mala de verdad
Mala de verdad
Y a ti te gusta la maldad, se te nota
Ay, yo soy mala de verdad
Mala de verdad
Y a ti te gusta la maldad, se te nota (-ta, -ta, -ta)

[Post-coro: Fuego, Anitta]
Eres mala, mai, mala, mala, mai (jajaja)
Eres mala, mala, mala, mala, mai
Eres mala, mai, mala, mala, mai
Eres mala, mala y yo malo también

[Intro: 2 Chainz]
2 Chainz

[Verse 1: Louisa]
Yo, whatever it is, you been thinking ’bout me
I ain’t playing ’round no more
And I guess you found out that I ain’t that innocent
I been what you’re waiting for
Hey girls, what’s up?
She bad, hands up
Yo boys, uh uh
Ease back, show love

[Pre-Chorus: Louisa]
Feeling so hot, wear a little less
Got a little something I’ma get off my chest
Blame it on my body, got you obsessed
Do it all night, better give me respect
We 20 deep up on this floor
We getting wild, yeah, we getting raw
Yo I can’t breathe, still want some more
If you’re a freak like me one time, lemme hear you say yes

[Chorus: Louisa]
Come on, put your hands up
Here with all my friends, yup
We about to get this started
(Yes)
If you know you can’t stop and you know you won’t stop
Take it to the after party
(Yes)
Now we getting all wet
Love it when I feel sweat dripping all over my body
(Yes)
(Yes)
(Yes)

[Verse 2: Louisa]
I don’t care what it is, you been thinking ’bout me
I’ma get it on this floor
Girls, if you’re tired of being so damn innocent
Tell me, what you waiting for? Oh
Hey girls, what’s up?
She bad, hands up
Yo boys, nuh uh
Ease back, show love

[Pre-Chorus: Louisa]
Feeling so hot, wear a little less
Got a little (uh) I’ma get off my chest
Blame it on my body, got you obsessed
Do it all night, better give me respect
We 20 deep up on this floor
We getting wild, yeah, we getting raw
Yo I can’t breathe, still want some more
If you’re a freak like me one time, lemme hear you say yes

[Chorus: Louisa]
Come on, put your hands up
Here with all my friends, yup
We about to get this started
(Yes)
If you know you can’t stop and you know you won’t stop
Take it to the after party
(Yes)
Now we getting all wet
Love it when I feel sweat dripping all over my body
(Yes)
(Yes)
(Yes)

[Bridge: 2 Chainz]
2 Chainz
Yo, did that grown man talk
Tryna get kicking so I brought my own phone
Real kamasutra, wearing Comme des Garçons
This a Hurricane Maria doing songs of reggaeton
I am beyond
I am the truth, shawty I am the one
Tattoos of bible verses on my arm
Yeah baby, you the bomb
Somebody ring the alarm

[Chorus: Louisa]
Come on, put your hands up
Here with all my friends, yup
We about to get this started
If you know you can’t stop and you know you won’t stop
Take it to the after party
(Yes)
Now we getting all wet
Love it when I feel sweat dripping all over my body
(Yes)
(Yes)
Come on, put your hands up
Here with all my friends, yup
We about to get this started
(Yes)
If you know you can’t stop and you know you won’t stop
Take it to the after party
(Yes)
Now we getting all wet
Love it when I feel sweat dripping all over my body
(Yes)
(Yes)
(Yes)

[Intro]
You lil’ niggas, man (you lil’ niggas is little)
Know what I’m sayin’?
Big bosses big, big boss, CEO shit
You know what I’m sayin’?
Take yo hoe and some more shit, you dig?
Pour a four, shit
Mustard on the beat, ho

[Chorus]
You little niggas (little niggas)
My check bigger (check bigger)
Can’t flex, nigga (flex)
Can’t bet witcha (huh)
Teach you how to be a boss (boss), top dropped off (skrrt)
Motherfuck the fame, I done came to the vault (for what)
All them dead friends (dead)
You a middleman (what)
You a little man (little, huh)
Your money getting shorter (shorter)
My bitch from ‘cross the water (bitch)
Teach you how to count it (yeah), all about it, better boss up (rich)

[Verse 1]
Put my pride to the side (side), I could never lie
I don’t care if you cry, let them pussy niggas die
Ayy, Bentley matte black (skrrt), ooh, different kind of fabric
CEO status (huh), all my niggas savage (what)
You niggas’ll change for fame (fame)
It’s a sad game (sad game)
This the fast lane (skrrt)
Dug up money with the shovel (shovel), I could bury the bundle
It’s the Lamb, yeah
What you been sayin’, yeah? (What you been sayin’, yeah?)
Ooh, it’s the gang, yeah (gang)
Yeah them chopsticks no lil’ shit (grra)
You could get your wig split (your wig split)
Couple mil on that deal, nigga (deal, nigga)
I’m a boss, my whole team countin’ still, nigga (rich)

[Chorus]
You little niggas (little niggas)
My check bigger (check bigger)
Can’t flex, nigga (flex)
Can’t bet witcha (huh)
Teach you how to be a boss (boss), top dropped off (skrrt)
Motherfuck the fame, I done came to the vault (for what)
All them dead friends (dead)
You a middleman (what)
You a little man (little, huh)
Your money getting shorter (shorter)
My bitch from ‘cross the water (bitch)
Teach you how to count it (yeah), all about it, better boss up (rich)

[Verse 2]
Pull up with the drama (drama)
Better be movin’ proper (what)
Better use a yoppa (grra)
We ain’t playin’ fair, you a teddy bear (teddy)
My wrist too cold with Moncler
Talkin’ the trap but you not there
On the bullshit (bullshit), that pullin’ up quick (quick)
Like a foreign so many sticks (sticks)
That’s that tragic shit (tragic shit)
I got the baddest bitch (baddest)
Yeah, yeah (yah)
Yeah, yeah, quarter mil on my car, yeah (quarter milli)
Drippin’ in Chanel, that’s a bar, yeah (that’s a bar)
Come to Rich Forever, be a star, yeah (be a star)
I got too much ice (ice)
I got (I got)
Too many props, too much paper, right (rich)

[Chorus]
You little niggas (little niggas), my check bigger (check bigger)
Can’t flex, nigga (flex), can’t bet witcha (huh)
Teach you how to be a boss (boss), top dropped off (skrrt)
Motherfuck the fame, I done came to the vault (for what)
All them dead friends (dead), you a middleman (what)
You a little man (little, huh)
Your money getting shorter (shorter)
My bitch from ‘cross the water (bitch)
Teach you how to count it (yeah), all about it, better boss up (rich)