lirik lagu lil dedpi - 52 bars
[intro]
yeah
yeah
[verse 1]
i just flew your b~tch to barcelona
yeah, i got her singin’ like madonna
she think i like her, but i don’t really want her
but i like her fat ass, yeah, it weighs a ton, uh
yeah, she got me lookin’ at her, yeah, she caught my eyes
yeah, she caught my eyes, caught my mind, got my nights
we already slept nine times, look how time flies
i ain’t here for relationship, i’m here for hi~bye
y’all know i’m the grеatest, i be on top
i’m workin’ all day, i’m workin’ nonstop
can’t be likе me, yeah, you gon’ flop
y’all might see a picture but i see it uncropped
i be happy with nothin’, y’all be happy with ’em cigs
y’all be jealous of how i come with ’em hits
can’t blame you ’cause i be the sh~t
be cool as a motherf~cker, can’t feel the heat
[chorus]
yeah, i be f~ckin’ with your b~tches (yeah, i be f~ckin’ with them and sh~t)
but i don’t be f~ckin’ with your b~tch ass (ha, i don’t f~ck with that)
i just be f~ckin’ on your b~tch’ ass (ha, get it?)
and she f~ckin’ with me just ’cause of my rich ass (yeah, you know me)
[verse 2]
i be fried so i put on my glasses
bought your b~tch new nails and eyelashes
always gettin’ money, need a ninth wallet
shootin’ at an opp in his eyesocket
got her twerkin’ in my mansion
broke up with my b~tch ’cause she only here for attention
your girl be bad like she wanna be in detention
f~ck her in some ricks, i know, fashion
f~ckin’ your b~tch and sippin’ lean at the same time
buy her these fancy rings but she ain’t mine
i got her six with my five~seven, then eighty~nine
she my stripper, throwin’ cash at her at late night
don’t talk to me you know my eyes red, uh
sippin on act’ and prometh’ til i die fed up
she be my type, she know i like that, uh
my b~tch be bad like mike jack, uh
[chorus]
yeah, i be f~ckin’ with your b~tches (yeah, i be f~ckin’ with them and sh~t)
but i don’t be f~ckin’ with your b~tch ass (nah, ayy)
i just be f~ckin’ on your b~tch’ ass (yeah, yeah)
and she f~ckin’ with me just ’cause of my rich ass (yeah, you know she a gold digger)
[verse 3]
got the bad~baddest b~tch of ’em all
can focus on both her tits, don’t need no adderall
she think she my main b~tch but not at all
she just wanna pop a pill and that is all
(woah) got lotta girls on my roaster
(woah) heatin’ y’all up, got 2 packs of toaster
(woah) boy you scared of me like i’m a monster
(woah) my b~tch jewish, ain’t no lobster
b~tches needa be humble ’cause they think they the greatest
meetin’ your b~tch, talk to your b~tch, f~ckin’ your b~tch ’cause i’m famous
don’t ever come close to me, you’ll always stay the lamest
f~ckin’ your b~tch, nut on your b~tch and i didn’t even wore latex
she know i’ll be the greatest to ever do it, hold up
crazy on ’em beats, brazy on ’em beats, yeah i go stupid
backshot this b~tch now she love me like i am cupid
workin’ on lyrics, workin’ on this beats, yeah i’m meant for music
[chorus]
yeah, i be f~ckin’ with your b~tches (yeah, and you know me)
but i don’t be f~ckin’ with your b~tch ass (nah, i don’t f~ck with your b~tch ass)
i just be f~ckin’ on your b~tch’ ass (yeah, ayy)
and she f~ckin’ with me just ’cause of my rich ass (ayy, yeah, f~ckin’ with me)
[outro]
yeah, i be f~ckin’ with your b~tches
but i don’t be f~ckin’ with your b~tch ass
i just be f~ckin’ on your b~tch’ ass
and she f~ckin’ with me just ’cause of my rich ass
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