lirik lagu smoove'l - bag talk
[intro]
(cashmoney ap)
(kio, kio)
hmm, ah, hmm~hmm
ah, hmm~hmm~hmm
ah, hmm~hmm~hmm
ah, hmm~hmm~hmm
yeah
[pre~chorus]
too many hoes in my call log
i can never stress about a b~tch
i went and got her chanel ’cause she couldn’t [?]
she still in her feelings ’bout the sh~t
i’m really where it’s at
i may pull up in that benzy v right where you be
and that b~tch be crazy, tryna have my baby like i don’t know that she for the streets (she for the streets, hmm, hmm)
[chorus]
amiri the jeans with the bready (amiri the jeans, yeah)
i made ’em buss [?], it’s too late she shouldn’t have left me (shouldn’t have left me, shouldn’t have left me)
bad b~tch from new york, ass fat, h~lla heavy (h~lla heavy, h~lla heavy)
i run my racks up on these n~ggas got ’em jelly (i run my racks up)
cookies runtz got me deady
[verse 1]
n~gga what? (what?)
put respect on my name, i’m the one who got it started (got it started)
diggin’ me now (hmm)
used to tell ’em ideas, they thought i was r~t~rded
she wanna f~ck (she wanna f~ck)
i beat that p~ssy all up (beat that, beat that) to the point that it done fall on my amiris (squirt it, squirt)
i paid thirteen for my jeans, b~tch, you better call me [?]
[pre~chorus]
too many hoes in my call log
i can never stress about a b~tch
i went and got her chanel ’cause she couldn’t [?]
she still in her feelings ’bout the sh~t
i’m really where it’s at
i may pull up in that benzy v right where you be
and that b~tch be crazy, tryna have my baby like i don’t know that she for the streets (she for the streets, hmm, hmm)
[chorus]
amiri the jeans with the bready (amiri the jeans, yeah)
i made ’em buss [?], it’s too late she shouldn’t have left me (shouldn’t have left me, shouldn’t have left me)
bad b~tch from new york, ass fat, h~lla heavy (h~lla heavy, h~lla heavy)
i run my racks up on these n~ggas got ’em jelly (i run my racks up)
cookies runtz got me deady
[verse 2]
gettin’ bready (gettin’ bready)
i just made me some fetti, i’m coppin’ some palms (made me a bag)
opp n~gga b~tch on my d~ck, made her blush when she saw that my d~ck [?] on my arm, yeah (she on my d~ck, she on my d~ck)
i got the drop on the spot ’cause my new little b~tch
but i’m gone play it calm (play it calm)
he better watch everything that he postin’ and sh~t (grrr, yeah)
i pop up like a [?] (yeah)
[pre~chorus]
too many hoes in my call log
i can never stress about a b~tch (don’t care)
i went and got her chanel ’cause she couldn’t [?] (i dropped a bag)
she still in her feelings ’bout the sh~t
i’m really where it’s at
i may pull up in that benzy v right where you be (skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr)
b~tches be crazy, tryna have my baby like i don’t know that she for the streets (she for the streets, hmm, hmm)
[chorus]
amiri the jeans with the bready (amiri the jeans, yeah)
i made ’em buss [?], it’s too late she shouldn’t have left me (shouldn’t have left me, shouldn’t have left me)
bad b~tch from new york, ass fat, h~lla heavy (h~lla heavy, h~lla heavy)
i run my racks up on these n~ggas got ’em jelly (i run my racks up)
cookies runtz got me deady
[outro]
ah, woah~woah
ah, woah~woah
ah, woah~woah
ah, woah~woah
ah, woah~woah
ah
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