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letra de beyonce - armani

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i don’t need a ring
my girls don’t need a thing
’cause i’ve been through h-ll and bad
listen to the fighters sing

if you drop a fat sack
i’ma make that ass clap
then i’ma spend it on my b-tches
’cause all my b-tches bad
i ain’t trynna be no wife or fiancé
i’ma pretty b-tch feeling like beyonce

if you drop a fat sack
i’ma make that ass clap
then i’ma spend it on my b-tches
’cause all my b-tches bad
i ain’t trynna be no wife or fiancé
i’ma pretty b-tch feeling like beyonce

i don’t need a ring
my girls don’t need a thing
’cause i’ve been through h-ll and bad
listen to the fighters sing

drop your glasses
shake your asses
grab your protein, this one for the masses
nick nack, pedywack
give a dog a bone
but i’ma a bad b-tch that you can never take home
certified queen, yeah, i keep it above
i can count on one finger how many to trust
this trip, like s-x, my wirst, my neck
i get this check, nitig i flex

i don’t need a ring
my girls don’t need a thing
’cause i’ve been through h-ll and bad
listen to the fighters sing

if you drop a fat sack
i’ma make that ass clap
then i’ma spend it on my b-tches
’cause all my b-tches bad
i ain’t trynna be no wife or fiancé
i’ma pretty b-tch feeling like beyonce

if you drop a fat sack
i’ma make that ass clap
then i’ma spend it on my b-tches
’cause all my b-tches bad
i ain’t trynna be no wife or fiancé
i’ma pretty b-tch feeling like beyonce

ladidadida
shake it like [?]
move that body like bugatti
back it up then make it drop
he wanna hit it in the morning
i said: no, no, no, no
rough riding in the evening
i said: no, no, no, no
no, no, no, no
no, no, no, no
i ain’t that b-tch, homie
no, no, no, no
this trip, like s-x, my wirst, my neck
i get this check, nitig i flex

if you drop a fat sack
i’ma make that ass clap
then i’ma spend it on my b-tches
’cause all my b-tches bad
i ain’t trynna be no wife or fiancé
i’ma pretty b-tch feeling like beyonce

if you drop a fat sack
i’ma make that ass clap
then i’ma spend it on my b-tches
’cause all my b-tches bad
i ain’t trynna be no wife or fiancé
i’ma pretty b-tch feeling like beyonce

- armani

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