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letra de wendy williams - bfb da packman

[intro]
tay keith, f-ck these n-ggas up!

[verse 1]
yeah, tay keith made this beat, this some michigan sh-t
kidnap my opps and his sons, and i p-ssed on his kids
my brother go broke, don’t got no shame he had hit him a l!ck
he said “f-ck rap” so for christmas, i bought him a brick
my mama mad at me she said that i’m fueling his fire
we better off hand to hand in dope, we ain’t clockin’ no hours
fat hustlin’ n-ggas, buy a fish and i’m selling the water
dope game for dummies, he buyin’ a whip but he thinking it’s powder
it’s a shame the way they treated me at balenciaga
came in the store to spеnd my earned black dollars
got the nеrve to ask me and my b-tch if we f-ckin swipe
from now on i’m not shopping whereas though blacks not hire
so it’s back to walmart swimming trunk copping
it’s summertime they fresh as f-ck and they six dollars
my bills on my clothes cheap, b-tch i p-ss profit
if i see that worker off the clock, i might spit on ’em
she take my soul when she bite she got a lion’s jaw
my momma found my pint of yellow lean, ma that’s pinesol
this sh-t gotta be in you not on you
n-ggas buyin sauce
we don’t trust runners ship my package, that’s a flying dog
make a rat ho feel like a queen, that’s what scrubs do
seeing position make ’em feel like they above you
you ain’t get money bad b-tches won’t even hug you
inshallah, ramadan, fat n-ggas need love too
[bridge]
tay keith, f-ck these n-ggas up!

[verse 2]
this b-tch moan an extra lot, could she really feel it?
smokin’ on big khalifa kush, this ain’t no billy kimber
haven’t sparked the plug since i blew up, but i’m still a member
i lose a hundred pounds, i’ma be built just like wendy williams
the lunch crew company
unless i lift some weights
rappin’ don’t work, it’s back to trappin’ just a brick away
i brought my brother on tour to see some different days
he told me, “if anybody try to harm you, i’ma lift this k”
hold on cuz, wait, wait, wait, that’s why we got security
i thought prison got this n-gga straight, but i can see it clearly
got this one b-tch who wanna suck it, man, she super eerie
all the swimming trucks pullin’ ho’s, didn’t have to rock amiri
hahaha, my life has been a blast
dubbed my b-tch today, her p-ssy good, it keep me comin’ fast
i got goals of eating donuts off tika sumpter’s ass
i hit her with this pickle, pickley, i think i’m bubble bass

- bfb da packman

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