letra de bbymutha's body - bbymutha
[verse 1]
i’m a raw ass, dog ass, dirty ass b-tch
pristine p-ssy ass b-tches make me sick
ion need no n-gga, i just need to hit a l!ck
ion need no f-ckin’ bestie, i just need to flip a brick
you a hoe ass, broke ass, p-ssy ass n-gga
type of n-gga slippin’, lackin’
throw it back, i pull the trigger
momma shoulda taught you better
blessed you with a father figure
now we moshin’ on yo grave, you ain’t behave
i know she miss ya
i got boroughs full of hittas
i got money, i got glitter
i got b-tches with they nipple pierced that claim they miss a n-gga
i’m like really b-tch? i figure this enough of me to go around
don’t you ever take me as the type of b-tch to settlе down
i can’t be a clown, i need a crown lil b-tch
ain’t no pressure, you gon’ prolly slow mе down lil b-tch
ain’t no issue if you ridin’
extra choppas in the whip
i got what the game been missin’
i ain’ even gotta trip, b-tch
[chorus]
yeah, i’ma eat your soul, i’ma sh-t it out
yeah, yeah, i’ma eat your soul, i’ma sh-t it out
yeah, i’ma eat your soul, i’ma sh-t it out
yeah, yeah, i’ma eat your soul, i’ma sh-t it out
yeah, i’ma eat your soul, i’ma sh-t it out
yeah, yeah, i’ma eat your soul, i’ma sh-t it out
yeah, i’ma eat your soul, i’ma sh-t it out
yeah, yeah, i’ma eat your soul, i’ma sh-t it out
[verse 2]
i’m a bad ass, trash ass, ratchet ass b-tch
n-ggas know to hit my line, secure the play to hit the l!ck
ion play about my people, if i’m rich, my n-ggas rich
we was starvin’, we was grindin’, now it’s playtime
ion trust these b-tches, they just wanna soak up my shine
pull up at yo job, take yo position, leave you flatline
you was hotter then, you can relax, baby it’s my time
sorry b-tch, you lost it, everybody got a deadline
i been livin’ better, p-ssy wetter, i can recline
yeah, yo n-gga want me, he be callin’, i just decline
maxine waters hoe, i’m reclaimin’ my time
spit on any b-tch that ever try to come and take mine
candy coated, chevy blue suede on the inside
chattanooga, tenne-f-ckin-ssee is where i reside
right across the street where them n-ggas used to trap out
please believe i’m livin’ everything i ever tap ‘bout, b-tch
[outro]
khloe wanna do a triller with me?
yeah..
i can’t see
who was messing with my calculator?
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