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letra de no bae - abigail asante & ivorian doll

[intro]
(who made this? jb made this)

[chorus: ivorian doll & abigail asante]
he can never be my bae
sharp black fade, told him already
big mouth, swore he was snitchin’, told him, “shh”, you woulda thought i was headie (one)
he was itchin’ and movin’ all salty, bellin’ my line ’cause you saw me on telly
woulda thought that he heard me already, talkin’ booed up like we’re nelly and kelly
he can never be my bae, thought i was wrong, thought i was b-tchin’
was your boy on the backseat diggin’ my back when he said that there weren’t no stitchin’?
had a turn on the top, had a turn on the back but he said that weren’t so close
rockin’ that hands on my chest and his hands on my waist, yeah, suttin’s ’bout to get- (mm)

[chorus: ivorian doll & abigail asante]
no starburst but i taste like flavours
man got dashed for the wrong behaviours
stacks on stacks, tryna pack this bread
your man got dashed ‘cause i came in leng
i swear that i said that i just want fun
i swear that i said that the love ting done
we can be cheeky, we can be fun
(i’m lovin’ the vibe, i’m loving the fun)
have a l!ck of the pie, don’t share, havin’ a bite of my air then stop
would’ve thought he was done so rare, having a grab of my hair then stop
what the f-ck? did you think i was done?
i’m lovin’ the vibe, i’m loving the fun
round one then a two and three, yeah, i’m fine (yeah, i’m done)
rah, run ’cause your boy went deeper
mmm, mm, f-ck sake
if i talk, put bleeper
if i walk, then my legs go weaker
hands on my neck, would’ve thought i stopped breathing
hurry quick, i got a sesh in the evening
cheeky grin, cheeky beating
s-x on the beat, i should call it drill beating
[chorus: ivorian doll & abigail asante]
he can never be my bae
sharp black fade, told him already
big mouth, swore he was snitchin’, told him, “shh”, you woulda thought i was headie (one)
he was itchin’ and movin’ all salty, bellin’ my line ’cause you saw me on telly
woulda thought that he heard me already, talkin’ booed up like we’re nelly and kelly
he can never be my bae, thought i was wrong, thought i was b-tchin’
was your boy on the backseat diggin’ my back when he said that there weren’t no stitchin’?
had a turn on the top, had a turn on the back but he said that weren’t so close
rockin’ that hands on my chest and his hands on my waist, yeah, suttin’s ’bout to get-

[chorus: abigail asante & ivorian doll ]
you’re talking all of that cr-p
come in the am, where is your skengdo? (dididi bow)
talk about wass, talk about p-ss
talk about pen but you ain’t penned though
but enough of the dissin’, i’m done
you ain’t that ha, nah, you ain’t that one
swinging your head then pumping your chest up high
nah, nah, nah, you ain’t that one
if your man’s on me and your man’s on me, that’s two on two, no bunny (dididi bow)
you think four in a week, that’s funny
lay on my back now he’s calling me honey
digga d in the front, boy, steady
dig a hand but i ain’t that ready
whippin’ that ting in my ting, i’m ready
dippin’ that ting in my ting, i’m ready
it’s mad how i make man chuckle
it’s mad how i make man feel
if a boy wants love, that’s nothing
dash quick like batmobile
and i don’t want a man that’s easy
and i don’t want a man that’s dumb
how can i love when the mandem greedy?
act like pr-cks, nah, i ain’t that one
i can be hard but you ain’t that tough
and i can go hot, but you ain’t that buff
‘nuff of this fun, i’m havin’ a laugh
i’m havin’ a bath and i’ll take that run
man try talk with the heaviest crud
lookin’ at stats but what have you done?
talk about drillings, saying it’s fun
backing out shanks then calling your mum
you’re a p-ssy, last time i checked, you’re a wussy
hidin’ in flats, hidin’ in hoodies
dancin’ in flats, you wanna boogie
talkin’ ‘bout p-ss, but you ain’t no driller
coming with gang but you ain’t no k!ller
coming with gang but you ain’t no sinner
(i told you you’ll never win, haha)
[chorus: ivorian doll & abigail asante]
he can never be my bae
sharp black fade, told him already
big mouth, swore he was snitchin’, told him, “shh”, you woulda thought i was headie (one)
he was itchin’ and movin’ all salty, bellin’ my line ’cause you saw me on telly
woulda thought that he heard me already, talkin’ booed up like we’re nelly and kelly
he can never be my bae, thought i was wrong, thought i was b-tchin’
was your boy on the backseat diggin’ my back when he said that there weren’t no stitchin’?
had a turn on the top, had a turn on the back but he said that weren’t so close
rockin’ that hands on my chest and his hands on my waist, yeah, suttin’s ’bout to get-

- abigail asante ivorian doll

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