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letra de bodak yellow - big daddy karsten

barry
thank you for having me [?]
i love making my debut
it’s cake season, yeah

[verse 1: bdk as barry antoinette]
i don’t dance now, i can barely move
so much cake, in my face
woods ain’t got no bears for you
they want barry, ’cause i want that sweet flavor juice
my b-lls full, and i shoot
they’re not here for a truce, nah
barry got cake for the rich and the pretty
big belly, big b-tted boys wants a hickey
i’m a professional don’t got no room for lil’ d-ckies
we keep it h-rny and tipsy
and i want more than the tip if you tip me
beat my cake with that d-ck ’til i look sickening
tongue pop my donut right after you’ve creamed me
yеah, i’m a queen and a king
yeah, yeah, cis femmе boy thing
yeah, yeah, i’m a boss b-tch
f-ck 51%, i own everything
yeah, yeah, they want my fairy dust so that a bear can thrust
i’m out here cupping cakes and making sure they’re severely stuffed
so say thank you barry much
am i a villain or hero?
i went from zero to hero
but the boys they got me here though
still i’m in my prime and i ain’t got time to wait ’til they reachin’ my level
bounce ’em like kidney stones, pebbles, i rock in my flomax
i keep it all facts
it might hurt when i pass ’em but i’m not tryin’ to settle
[verse 2: bdk as bdk]
barry let me take it from here though
let me talk to these heteros ’cause they all gettin’ scared bro
i’m in them i’m like yayo
before you keep l!ckin’ their earlobes
and drain them ’til they lookin’ like scarecrows
you don’t want them shootin’ like nato
you’re the bomb, hot like barbados
be sneaky like putin when you try to invade us
and go all in like sanctioning billionaire a-holes
i don’t talk to ’em, i walk that walk through ’em
my size thirteen jordan trays leavin’ their marks through ’em
equal opportunism i’m makin’ my marx through ’em
leavin’ ’em a little red, i’m readin’ some mao through ’em
i’m so f-ckin’ sick of all the complainin’
“every time big daddy karsten drops it is some g-y thing!”
this is real life for me and y’all are just gamin’
and for some reason the rules change when i start playin’
ha, i need that recognition, yeah
not here for favoritism, yeah
i want my props ’cause they’re due, yeah
i promise that they will listen, yeah
they hate me more now, yeah
i call it growing pains
my name’s so tall now aimin’ for feets like i’m tory lanez
but they don’t dare to, yeah
when will the story change?
if you’re divergent be dauntless and jump on a track like it’s hunger games
y’all should start tellin’ the truth
or i’ll start dropping names
i hear excuses like
“i want the money man, f-ck the fame!”
so f-ck ’em

- big daddy karsten

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