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lirik lagu bby laana - 2:23 degrees

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see
i know
b~tches get tired of me
cause, cause i get tired of b~tches

eyes red, bloodshot, i ain’t bout to share this blunt
atm, [?], bank of america
bank over anybody, bank over everyone
yank his ass from anybody, stack it like a stair or sum
million dollar smile, motherf~cker that’s that cheesecake
made him walk a mile n’ did a hundred on his freeway
and yo n~gga he on dial, hold on b~tch i’m bout to do it
i been chilling for a while, fat b~tch you know i leave cake
money on my mind, sum tucked i got them hand bands
put me on the side tryna f~ck for some dead mans
f~ck [?] give her d~ck likе a fn
if she want the sunnyside lil b~tch gеt yo egg cracked

pop it, young b~tch clean she so poppin’
just drop em, drop em to his knees you better drop him
make him weak n get on top em, make him eat it wit no problem
make him treat me like his momma, get it cheesy with them dollars

aye i’m bout to call my b~tches cuz you know they get greezy
and why you b~tches always jawsin cuz you know that its easy
cute b~tch, face falling, sayin he swear that he need me
a floof b~tch, and ima call that, [?] right that i seen it but aye
what you wanna do, who you wanna touch
what you got to prove, cuz we don’t give a f~ck
come get at me brodie, we can line them up
heard you like it brodie, b~tch yo time is up
i’m bout to call my b~tches cuz you know they get greezy
and why you b~tches always jawsin cuz you know that its easy
cute b~tch, face falling, sayin he swear that he need me
a floof b~tch, and ima call that, [?] right that i seen it
but aye
what you wanna do, who you wanna touch
what you got to prove, cuz we don’t give a f~ck
come get at me wodie, waist shots line them up
heard you like it brodie, b~tch yo time is up
this n~gga want me to stop when he motherf~cking bust
like a motherf~cking bus at the motherf~cking stop
lil n~gga so wassup
is you ready for the pop
is you ready for the kid
cuz i’m ready for your guap, n~gga
ion trust a f~cking soul, even the b~tch in the mirror
and ay that b~tch is kinda bold, thats why i never get near her
i ease it up and then i rode, i f~ck it up ion hear him
i give him this to ease the cold, then shut him up like some syrup

b~tch, shh
shut the f~ck up
young b~tch pretty so you know i’m kind of stuck up
never in my [?] mane, you know i got my mug up
if you really rockin with me b~tch, show a f~ckin thumbs up
fleek b~tch, lookin like im tasting kind of sweet b~tch
weak b~tch, seven b~tches hating out the week b~tch
sneak b~tch, swiper no swiper no sneak b~tch
eat b~tch, harper dont harp her you get beat b~tch
l~a~n~a
well paid, well played
big money, lil b~tch
get money still hit

aye i’m bout to call my b~tches cuz you know they get greezy
and why you b~tches always jawsin cuz you know that its easy
cute b~tch, face falling, sayin he swear that he need me
a floof b~tch, and ima call that, [?] right that i seen it but aye
what you wanna do, who you wanna touch
what you got to prove, cuz we don’t give a f~ck
come get at me wodie, we could line them up
heard you like it brodie, b~tch yo time is up
you betta mind yours sis [x5]


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