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lirik lagu ​mannyily - mr. take yo bitch

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[intro]
manny, shut up

[chorus: mannyily]
g~g~goth b~tch
[?], just like atari
drunk up in that benz
crash that sh~t into a ‘rari
only f~ck with tens
yeah, you chopped, b~tch
i ain’t sorry
tell her bring a friend
b~tch, you ain’t the only target
g~g— bad b~tch
tell her “throw it back”, i go r~t~rded
you stay in the field steady hating
i be balling
co~co~come and get your b~tch
on my phone, cause she be calling
i~i~i thought he would [?] it
but he say his [?] stalling

[verse 1: mannyily]
she said i’m a talker
i’m just steady swaggin’
with yo’ baby mama
blow my d~ck just like a dragon
i be smoking sh~t
that get me higher than aladdin
i swag in the morning and the night
b~tch, i be trappin’
[verse 2: jake hole]
brand new beamer
baby, it’s an m
le~le~leather all in red
the v8 turbo, hear it rev
if you hanging with the weirdos
then that makes you one of them
they still beggin’ for a feature
they be fienin’ for my stems
tell ’em, “nah”
i’m bourgeois
weapon like an army
turn your block to mashallah
ice cream, vvs tennis chain like häagen~dazs
all these baddies wanna see me
if i want you, then i’ll call
manny, talk to ’em

[chorus: mannyily]
goth b~tch
[?], just like atari
drunk up in that benz
crash that sh~t into a ‘rari
only f~ck with tens
yeah, you chopped, b~tch
i ain’t sorry
tell her bring a friend
b~tch, you ain’t the only target
bad b~tch
tell her “throw it back”, i go r~t~rded
you stay in the field steady hating
i be balling
come and get your b~tch
on my phone, cause she be calling
i thought he would [?] it
but he say his [?] stalling
[verse 3: digbar]
d~mn
look, back up out my face
if you ain’t talking cash
guess that n~gga lackin’
pull up on ’em, got ’em walking fast
brand new escalade, like 90k
and it use all the gas
brand new foreign b~tch i’m tourin’ with
and she got all that ass
i done made a mil’ off my computer
how am i a loser?
open up her mouth and i dunk b~lls in there
like carlos boozer
then i call an uber
i can’t wife no b~tch, i gotta move her
i’m in indiana making plays
like i play for the hoosiers

[chorus: mannyily]
goth b~tch
[?], just like atari
drunk up in that benz
crash that sh~t into a ‘rari
only f~ck with tens
yeah, you chopped, b~tch
i ain’t sorry
tell her bring a friend
b~tch, you ain’t the only target
bad b~tch
tell her “throw it back”, i go r~t~rded
you stay in the field steady hating
i be balling
come and get your b~tch
on my phone, cause she be calling
i thought he would [?] it
but he say his [?] stalling
[outro]
this is a certified hood classic
illuminati gang
il~il~illuminati gang
il~il~illuminati gang
il~il—


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