letra de feelin like sexyy - bigmfyella
ghetto bad b-tch, no, i don’t give no f-ck
i throw it back on your n-gga—ho, come beat me up
he spend that paper—he got my titties done
n-ggas with bread is outside, b-tch, come get you one
ghetto bad b-tch, no, i don’t give no f-ck
i throw it back on your n-gga—ho, come beat me up
he spend that paper—he got my titties done
n-ggas with bread is outside, b-tch, come get you one
fly the jet to miami
i’m outside with no panties
tryna get took to pound town like i’m s-xyy
[?], your n-gga go [?], say he tryna bless me
bad b-tch, i’m looking good [?], hold on, tеst me
your n-gga look, he took—ain’t n0body finna press mе
dress up on my own—don’t need no one to dress me
looking for a smooth white boy like elvis presley
break his ass like a kitty cat, like i’m nasty
bougie n-gga in designer shoes from [?]
say he love the tats on my ass and on my belly
circle small—i don’t f-ck with hoes ’cause they messy
twin with me—we outside sliding in the [?]
private island, got my cheeks down in [?]
told that n-gga he can’t get no action unless he
send a ten [?] with a black truck—impress me
and if the n-gga ain’t tricking, i don’t wanna
and if he ain’t eating ass, i don’t wanna
at your man house, got your son in a corner
left your lame man to be with me ’cause he say he wanna
ghetto bad b-tch, no, i don’t give no f-ck
i throw it back on your n-gga—ho, come beat me up
he spend that paper—he got my titties done
n-ggas with bread is outside, b-tch, come get you one
ghetto bad b-tch, no, i don’t give no f-ck
i throw it back on your n-gga—ho, come beat me up
he spend that paper—he got my titties done
n-ggas with bread is outside, b-tch, come get you one
yeah, b-tch, come get you one
tricks [?] home sad—b-tch, come get you one
30-inch bust down—tell that n-gga give me one
mad ’cause i took your ho—b-tch, pull up and get your ones
i just had some fun with him, took [?], took his funds
ride that d-ck sideways—had that n-gga speaking tongues
smoking on this opp pack, they just mad y’all in my lungs
[?] my cup—this sh-t purple like a f-cking plum
yeah, like a f-cking plum
have your n-gga back [?], couldn’t even make me cum
need a hood n-gga, beat my back like a f-cking drum
shoot you hoes up and spit you out like some f-cking gum
eating b-tches up—i don’t never leave no f-cking crumbs
[?] off them perk tens—got my whole body numb
muslim trick high as h-ll, rubbin’ coke all on his gums
never gave a f-ck what you thought—all you b-tches bums
n-gga said i make ’em sick—told his ass go [?] some tums
eat this ass from the back, and don’t forget to use your thumb
long hair, pretty face, lil’ booty, but it’s plum
feelin’ like s-xyy, but it’s yella—b-tch, i’m going dumb
feelin’ like s-xyy, but it’s yella—b-tch, i’m going dumb
yeah, yeah, one more time ’cause i’ma—
ghetto bad b-tch, no, i don’t give no f-ck
i throw it back on your n-gga—ho, come beat me up
he spend that paper—he got my titties done
n-ggas with bread is outside, b-tch, come get you one
ghetto bad b-tch, no, i don’t give no f-ck
i throw it back on your n-gga—ho, come beat me up
he spend that paper—he got my titties done
n-ggas with bread is outside, b-tch, come get you one
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