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lirik lagu rob49 - off dat drank

[intro]
yeah, it got a little background noise
in the back, excuse that
we having a pp, private party
you know what i’m saying
[?]
uh, yeah

[verse 1]
turn me up
i’m f~ckin’ an opp b~tch
if peter piper was like me
that n~gga would pop sh~t (yeah)
i’m on a jet off pills
yeah, i’m high as a c~ck pit
in the booty club
throwin’ that lucci lu like yfn, woo

[chorus]
f~ckin’ a bad b~tch (yeah)
i’m f~ckin’ bad b~tch (uh)
i’m f~ckin’ bad b~tch (yeah)
i’m f~ckin’ bad b~tch (yeah)
i’m f~ckin’ bad b~tch (yeah)
i’m f~ckin’ bad b~tch (yeah)
i’m f~ckin’ bad b~tch (yeah)
i’m f~ckin’ bad b~tch (yeah)
i’m turned up off that drank
i’m turned up off that drank
i’m turned up off that drank
i’m turned up off that drank (yeah)
i’m turned up off that drank
i’m turned up off that drank
i’m turned up off that drank
i’m turned up off that drank (yeah, yeah)
[verse 2]
yeah, we on 1942, we on delion
pop a g6 (yеah), get your jiggy on
honey pack throw it back, i’m bustin’ ten nuts (yеah)
buy a b~tch a watch and chain like she us
turn me up (yeah)
pipe up bad sl~ts (yeah)
bae, it’s shot o’clock
take a shot in the club
pipe her up (yeah)
i pipe a b~tch up (b~tch uo)
b~tches play me, foul
i still score and one, yeah
turned up off that drank (yeah)
doin’ sh~t you can’t (uh)
b~tch, stay in your lane
i’m grippin’ wood grain (wood)
my jacket palm ange (yeah)
i’m dripped in new celine
i’m puttin’ on for the team (yeah)
i’ma do my d~mn thing, woo

[chorus]
f~ckin’ a bad b~tch (yeah)
i’m f~ckin’ bad b~tch (uh)
i’m f~ckin’ bad b~tch (yeah)
i’m f~ckin’ bad b~tch (yeah)
i’m f~ckin’ bad b~tch (yeah)
i’m f~ckin’ bad b~tch (yeah)
i’m f~ckin’ bad b~tch (yeah)
i’m f~ckin’ bad b~tch (yeah)
i’m turned up off that drank
i’m turned up off that drank
i’m turned up off that drank
i’m turned up off that drank (yeah)
i’m turned up off that drank
i’m turned up off that drank
i’m turned up off that drank
i’m turned up off that drank
[verse 3]
ridin’ rollin’ in a rolls~royce, i treat it like a trackhawk (yeah)
put a pop a pill for your mother f~ckin’ nice thought
foreign whip, it go two hundred miles like a nascar
n~gga, if your b~tch leave you, it ain’t my fault (yeah)
real p, real p pusher (yeah)
real p, real p, n~gga (yeah)
real p (real p), real p pusher (yeah)
real p (real p), real p pusher (yeah)
got that drank in my system
n~gga got that drank in my system
yeah, got that drank in my system (ayy)
n~gga, got that drank in my system, woo

[chorus]
f~ckin’ a bad b~tch (yeah)
i’m f~ckin’ bad b~tch (uh)
i’m f~ckin’ bad b~tch (yeah)
i’m f~ckin’ bad b~tch (yeah)
i’m f~ckin’ bad b~tch (yeah)
i’m f~ckin’ bad b~tch (yeah)
i’m f~ckin’ bad b~tch (yeah)
i’m f~ckin’ bad b~tch (yeah)
i’m turned up off that drank
i’m turned up off that drank
i’m turned up off that drank
i’m turned up off that drank (yeah)
i’m turned up off that drank
i’m turned up off that drank
i’m turned up off that drank
i’m turned up off that drank
[outro]
every time my high go down, i pop another one
every time you lookin’ for your ho, she out here f~ckin’ one
every time my high go down, i pop another one (yeah)
every time you lookin’ for your ho, she out here f~ckin’ one
real p, real p pusher (yeah)
real p, real p, n~gga (yeah)

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