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lirik lagu bfb da packman & babyfxce e – spudd the jeweler

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[intro: bfb da packman]
(what you wanna smoke, some zazas? i brought a ‘bow out)
let’s get it, caasi
(i’m so proud of you, caasi)
y’ello
(the lunch crew company)
look

[verse 1: bfb da packman]
i’m in north flint with a hot thottie
pray over the p~ssy ‘fore i f~ck ’cause the crotch godly
it ain’t trickin’, b~tch, i got a hundred for the slop toppy
bling~bling came from spudd the jeweler, this is not wafi
my page got deleted, it did not stop me
give me twelve months, fat boy comin’ drop ‘rari
i don’t want a virgin, bae, i love a ho that got mileage
tell tati miller i wanna sip on that hot chocolate
i feel like michael jackson
bad b~tches f~ck me ’cause i’m funny, ’cause i’m hardly handsome
rolls~royce cullinan me, sneak up in a phantom
gettin’ head from a white b~tch that got a lot of dandruff
b~tch, it’s bfb da packman
actin’ up in [?][0:43], gettin’ a lap dance
you broke as f~ck if your car ain’t got a back cam
p~ssin’ wock’ for a week straight, i need a cat scan
b~tch, leave me ‘lone
fat boy ballin’ super hard, i could beat lebron
grew up on beans and hot dogs, now we eatin’ prawns
i could never wife one of these hoes, that’d be haram
two deep with three bl!cks, me and terri b
mister baptize a whole brick ’til it can barely breathe
is that a hair bump on your coochie? that sh~t scarin’ me
she went through my phone when i was sleep, now she barely eat
[verse 2: krispylife kidd]
your baby daddy in competition, he need a different hobby (lame)
just got a new crib, my living room got a lobby
i sip trish, but, come on, bring me in some wocky (come on)
lot of ice on my body, i done slipped playin’ hockey (bling)
mean n~gga, walkin’ around with an attitude (f~ck?)
she suck my d~ck, i shot my kids in her gap, she snaggletooth (d~mn)
play with one of us and we’ll get your cabbage blew (baow)
f&n turn a n~gga brains into maggot food
krispylife violent, i’m a fat ninja
you took a fl!ck with your man’s money, that’s a cap picture (liar)
i don’t really like n~ggas, house n~gga, yeah, i’m that n~gga
four~five spit kinda slow, but’ll break your back with it (man)
get a birkin, baby, just play your cards right
freaky, when my auntie hug me, i be gettin’ hard pipe
took a perc’, did some mushrooms, i hit mars twice
b~tch hair ugly, but i was h~rny, i hit marge twice (f~ck homer)

[verse 3: babyfxce e]
i already seen this sh~t comin’, i feel like the simpsons
dog don’t wanna do no donuts ’cause that b~tch a rental
bullets in the chop like brain food because it touch his mental
hit him in his temp from down the street, i did it with a pistol
four~five exact, i did it with a nickel
four hoes all got cracked, i put it on my finsta
if it’s a switchy on the back, don’t put it in my picture
if i really like the cat, i put you in my mentions
dumb b~tch, i just wanna f~ck, i don’t love sh~t
dropped some songs for a couple months and got a hun’ quick
put some padding on the arp because the gun kick
i can’t trust my glock 23 because that gun switch


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