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letra de megan knees - bfb da packman

[verse 1]
bad lil’ b-tch come and bust that p-ssy up, mm
hold on wait, that was a lil’ rude look
come and, come and, come and lil’ baby
come and bust that p-ssy up
and reminiscing bout that tw-t
daily f-ckin’ up my focus
it ain’t trickin’ if you got it
baby burkin’ if it’s worth it
p-ssed in the bed’til i was twelve
but y’all ain’t trippin’, are you squirtin’?
call you, why you with that n-gga?
come and f-ck me’cause it’s urgent
cut your phone off when you leave
now that n-gga wanna murk me?
funny bars in my raps
got n-ggas thinkin’ they can hurt me
rhyme with this dirty d-ck
bound to give a n-gga herpes
yeah, i keep that thang on me
yeah, she got that thang on her
strippin’ just to pay for college, i’ll bet the bank on her
f-ck me right after the club, no shower, lеave the tw-ng on it
look, don’t be еmbarrassed by the tw-ng, baby, that’s just p-ssy seasonin’
i ain’t comin’ off this girl, mm-mm, he gon’ have to leave this b-tch
he can’t keep your nails done, how the f-ck he wanna see you in?
she hit me with that clip, i can’t quit, hold on, leave it
[chorus]
you can never f-ck the same hoes that be lettin’ me
ridin’ on your tippy toes, oh you got megan knees
she a go-getter, baby girl want the better things
drop that ass if you got bad b-tch in your pedigree
girl who you with mf a long hair pretty feet you a lit mf
i wanna pay your rent mf a bend it over touch your toes you a thick mf
i told my mama you a zip mf good credit on crib you the sh-t mf
spread your legs let me l!ck mf call that ass and we can clap you a thick mf

[verse 2]
she know and she important, she know that body scorchin’
bn’s bmw the bentley or a porsche
ain’t no roast beef flat stomach p-ssy gorgeous
bro, b-tches can’t afford it
quit hating on b-tches with bbls cuz you big at the top, little at the bottom
lil baby better get your bread and follow
all this bread in my pocket got me walking with a waddle
seen an opp in the club now i’m walking with a bottle

[chorus]
you can never f-ck the same hoes that be lettin’ me
ridin’ on your tippy toes, oh you got megan knees
she a go-getter, baby girl want the better things
drop that ass if you got bad b-tch in your pedigree
girl who you with mf a long hair pretty feet you a lit mf
i wanna pay your rent mf a bend it over touch your toes you a thick mf
i told my mama you a zip mf good credit on crib you the sh-t mf
spread your legs let me l!ck mf call that ass and we can clap you a thick mf

- bfb da packman

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