lirik lagu lola brooke - bon appétit
[intro]
i ain’t no crash~out dummy, but i might crash out
uh, uh, uh, uh (uh)
[chorus]
i’m his lil’ fine sh~t, i’m his lil’ crash out (crash out)
belt to ass, i get petty when i lash out (lash out)
sonnin’ n~ggas, i’m like welcome to your dad house
sh~tted on them n~ggas, p~ssed ’cause they assed out
it’s hot outside and i’m lookin’ like some heat
treat bottega like some timbs, pay attention to the feet
sittin’ pretty like a bad b~tch, ho, have a seat
i’m here to feed the streets, bon appétit (grrr)
[verse 1]
uh, i’m petite or whatever
tryna cuff me, van cleef it or better (better)
what’s a b~tch wit’ a glock to a steppa?
i ain’t never hesitant, i be with whatever (grah, grah, grah)
pull up with a knock, it’s me (hola)
take it to the gun range, toot it like a g (hola)
i’m a nightmare, bad b~tch of his dreams (haha)
just left out the trench, came back lookin’ flee
lookin’ like candy, sh~t ain’t sweet
ghetto and fancy, b~tches ain’t me
if i was a n~gga, i would put it in your mouth
i ain’t goin’ back and forth with b~tches trollin’ from the couch
[chorus]
i’m his lil’ fine sh~t, i’m his lil’ crash out (crash out)
belt to ass, i get petty when i lash out (lash out)
sonnin’ n~ggas, i’m like welcome to your dad house (h~llo)
sh~tted on them n~ggas, p~ssed ’cause they assed out
it’s hot outside and i’m lookin’ like some heat (uh)
treat bottega like some timbs, pay attention to the feet (uh)
sittin’ pretty like a bad b~tch, ho, have a seat (mwah)
i’m here to feed the streets, bon appétit
[verse 2]
i’ll be d~mned if a b~tch catch me lackin’
it’ll never, ever happen
they ain’t on sh~t, they just in the chat chattin’
when the p~ssy ain’t trappin’, these b~tches start rappin’ (b~tches start rappin’)
no budget on the chain, it’s a hunnid a gem (uh)
n~ggas run they mouth ’til i run into them
i be with the gang, it’s a hunnid of them
it be dozens of them, you know my brothas are them, yeah
you want a fine b~tch, yell it
that’s your man, can’t be mine, d~ck, sell it
i’m his lil’ demon, but i’m angelic
give a n~gga h~ll and i can’t help it
[chorus]
i’m his lil’ fine sh~t, i’m his lil’ crash out (crash out)
belt to ass, i get petty when i lash out (lash out)
sonnin’ n~ggas, i’m like welcome to your dad house (h~llo)
sh~tted on them n~ggas, p~ssed ’cause they assed out
it’s hot outside and i’m lookin’ like some heat (uh)
treat bottega like some timbs, pay attention to the feet (uh)
sittin’ pretty like a bad b~tch, ho, have a seat (mwah)
i’m here to feed the streets, bon appétit
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