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letra de pumps! - big boujee's neighborhood

[verse 1: mariah geez]
when my baby left
it kinda f-cked my head up
that’s the kinda pain that make you wanna get ya bread up
dead up
ain’t no handouts, you gotta get up
and get it
they say my mouth crazy, i need a dentist
get it?
no regrets, i said it and i meant it
every dope dealer coulda prolly been a chemist but
it’s no telling what a felon could be
i stopped buying all the dreams they been
selling to me ’cause
n-ggas pitch quick schemes then switch teams
but if a b-tch leave they quick to diss me
like: oh, it’s f-ck me? when you never even f-cked me?
you ain’t even have no breaks on ya huffy
like, you the kinda boul we send to the store
n-ggas robbing in the hood but they don’t give to the poor
they say life is a beach, how you get to the shore?
’cause i been drowning every day just a little bit more
and my neighborhood kinda look like new
imagine living ’round some people who don’t look like you
everybody looking at me like: whatchu gon’ do?
and if you ever had a doubt in me i’m gon’ show you
what a night, somethin’ light, nothing major
bad b-tch, yeah, i’m all about my paper
pull up in a sp-ceship wit’ a laser
got the juice in a whole new flavor
[chorus: mariah geez]
it’s mg, my friends be the benjis
said: “i’m friendly, but yet and still, they envy”
rock lv, but my purse be fendi
i don’t send shots i bus’ ’til it’s empty
don’t tempt me, or test me, or push me
n-ggas crumb cakes they pump fake for p-ssy
n-ggas crumb cakes they pump fake for p-ssy?
n-ggas crumb cakes they pump fake for

[verse 2: mariah geez]
yo
oh, she bad bad?
oh she rap rap?
i am not none of these n-ggas that’s wearing backpacks
i don’t swag jack
i double back and i grab that
hot gal
but i am a shotta like i’m mad max
tell them ducks that they better call aflac
you a broke b-tch, you ain’t got no ends
and i stay woke, b-tch
i ain’t got no friends
and i stayed down, hoe
i got my toes on ten
skrrt, skrrt, i just smoked a face, i’m high off purp’ purp’
fried as sh-t up in the uber ’bout to go to work work
eating good, got the chicken rice and the jerk jerk
bend it over, buss it open go and make it twerk twerk
issa vibe, i’m alive, what a good time
got the bars like mars, kickin’ good rhymes
i was out here making moves, n-ggas stood by
n-ggas be tweaking, we ain’t speaking, i be like: “good bye”
[chorus: mariah geez]
it’s mg, my friends be the benjis
said: “i’m friendly, but yet and still, they envy”
rock lv, but my purse be fendi
i don’t send shots i bus’ ’til it’s empty
don’t tempt me, or test me, or push me
n-ggas crumb cakes they pump fake for p-ssy
n-ggas crumb cakes they pump fake for p-ssy?
n-ggas crumb cakes they pump fake for

[outro: mariah geez]
yo
n-ggas crumb cakes they pump fake for
n-ggas crumb cakes they pump fake for
n-ggas crumb cakes they pump fake for
n-ggas crumb cakes they pump fake for
n-ggas crumb cakes they pump fake for p-ssy?
n-ggas crumb cakes they pump fake for p-ssy

- big boujees neighborhood

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