lirik lagu yung threat – pretty p
[intro]
you know she proper
i only talk to bad b~tches
(keep rolling)
[verse 1]
one cup of don got b~tches hands on they knees (west side up)
im 17 can’t drive a car but i work that drac we move (bow bow)
my gangster b~tch she play with sticks she fell in love with arp’s, 556’s, 223’s (oh yeah)
one pack of honey n a ting gon have her shaking like a dancer
she eat d~ck no chew or spit i think she finally set the standard
my ghetto b~tch from trinidad you know she dirty like diana (ahhh)
another one from kennelworth you know she pretty and she pass
cougar b~tch from saratoga she throw oop’s i ain’t gon hold you
my southeast b~tch from lenchmob i call hеr when my d~ck hard
i pay her rent shе quit her job
my bougie b~tch from southwest she swipes cards and cashapp
she keep it p she only calls to have s~x (keep it p)
[verse 2]
i arch her back i grab her neck
i pull her in she know she that
fat b~tt fat cat (facts)
my shiesty b~tch from round da simms (aye pretty p)
she text my phone like where you at im on the head where sh~t get real
you know i’m always in the jets
my irritating b~tch from round oy’s (man what f~ck is going on)
she call my phone i get annoyed
might take a trip to illinois i heard they f~ck with sl~tty boys (i’m from the o)
i’m from dc rap d~o these b~tches go for what they know (free savage, free giz let’s go)
[verse 3]
another b~tch b~tch from round the dice
she eat the d~ck all day and night (i ain’t gon say her name)
another b~tch from round the z (hey bae)
she call my phone let’s get some sleep
my good sis from around the g (hey nana)
i spent her block she know it’s me
another one up mlk
she think im sweet tryn throw a play (b~tch what?)
i monkeypaw right to the face
i stuff fat ass all in my jay (hey stones)
i’m a ganster let’s roleplay (let’s roleplay)
so you the dealer im the robber
i walk up and then i shot you
you hit the b~tch yo toes swing
her p~ssy wet i thought she ting (her p~ssy wet)
i balled it up i bend her over (d~mn come here)
my grown b~tch drive a range rover
i f~cked his bm wit one bm im his bestfriend mcm (b~tch)
let’s get around my d~mn gm
i sl~t her out b~tch im a pimp
i ain’t from simp
[verse 4]
one cup of don got b~tches hands on they knees (west side up)
im 17 can’t drive a car but i work that drac we move (bow bow)
my gangster b~tch she play with sticks she fell in love with arp’s, 556’s, 223’s (oh yeah)
one pack of honey n a ting gon have her shaking like a dancer
she eat d~ck no chew or spit i think she finally set the standard
my ghetto b~tch from trinidad you know she dirty like diana (ahhh)
another one from kennelworth you know she pretty and she pass
cougar b~tch from saratoga she throw oop’s i ain’t gon hold you
my southeast b~tch from lenchmob i call her when my d~ck hard
i pay her rent she quit her job
my bougie b~tch from southwest she swipes cards and cashapp
she keep it p she only calls to have s~x (keep it p)
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu cosmograph – absolute maker
- lirik lagu epic music (real) – the concept of being mean
- lirik lagu high spirits – in the moonlight
- lirik lagu abi carter – it’s all love
- lirik lagu chris miles – stressed out
- lirik lagu melotonиh – fosk
- lirik lagu merry delo – shugo
- lirik lagu nebezao – чиназес (chinazes)
- lirik lagu couch slut – censored
- lirik lagu viela gang – candle light