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lirik lagu bun b - who need a b

b–tch! (b–tch, b–tch)
b–tch! (b–tch, b–tch)
bia-bia-bia-b-b-b–tch!
bia-bia-bia-b–tch! (b–tch)
bia-bia-bia-b-b-b–tch! (b–tch)
bia-bia-bia-b–tch! (b–tch)
say, i’m all about this bread, all about this cheese
pimpin be handlin up man, i breaks ’em off with the ease
f-ck it, i’m all about this paper, all about these thangs
and in case you can’t recognize though, you f-ckin with a mack
silly, i’m all about this chedder, all about the dirt
so don’t be surprised if you see me straight gettin it off a ho
stupid, i’m all about these ducats, all about this scrilla
i got no reservation, ’bout breakin b-tches fo’ real
bun beada bring the heat to the fire
you think pimpin ain’t pimpin, you’s a motherf-ckin liar
sorry, messiah of the strollin, king of the corner
junkster, i’ve been sellin c-ck since you was playin
little, i’m on a mission for seven figures to fo’
straight out a b-tch mouth, p-ssy and her -sshole
believe me, as it was told to me, that’s how i’m tellin it
so if anybody buyin p-ssy i’m sellin it – who need a b-tch!
if anybody need a b-tch then i got one
put her in the drop and you could let her ride shotgun
she could suck your duck, while you mash on the gas
or you could take her to the crib and put some d-ck in her -ss
who need a (b–tch) – if anybody need a b-tch just holla
i got top notch p-ssy for ya for the white dollar
we poppin our collars and dustin these gators off
not to mention we brushin these haters off
now tell me who need a (b–tch)
oooh, a n-gg- like me
i’ll take you down to daytona and let you work your body
i done put out apb’s for the right freaks
some bad b-tches in here tonight we might need (where my hoes?)
and she really with hittin the tracks
so we don’t never have a problem about bringin it back
nope, she don’t back-talk me when we up in the ‘llac
cause she know it ain’t nothin for me to give her a smack (what’chu need?)
i need a b-tch that’ll get up on a plane
put it up in the p-ssy and come back on a train (when did she trip out?)
she don’t want me to get after her mayne
callin when she get somethin cause she know i ain’t playin (it’s official!)
i’m a pimp b-tch, you know where the gun be
i’m ridin shotgun with $hort dog and bun b
this game doin time, but it be back
they got p-ssy on the market, where the g’s at?
you can’t hold back, now’s the time
jump in the car and go pick her up
take her somewhere, so you could f-ck
if you wanted to, you could knock her
all you gotta do, is take her shoppin
a lil’ extra cash, for her pocket
next thing you know, you’ll be f-ckin
(b–tch!) i like to do the opposite
i charge these hoes when they want some d-ck
i spit the game and they don’t complain
too $hort baby, that’s my name
real players need ladies, to have some fun
if i had seven, and you had none
i’d give you one, but you gots to pay
trick motherf-cker, what’chu say?
y’all n-gg-s ain’t got no hoes
what’chu know about that n-gg-?
$hort dog f-ckin with my boy bun b
my old school, pimpin playa partner
texas boys ride, b–tch!
oh no, me i don’t need no b-tches
i got too many hoes right now
i’m tryin to get rid of some of these b-tches mayne
take this b-tch right here playa, take her

- lirik lagu bun b

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