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letra de bootybuttcheeks - lil squeaky

[chorus]
ah, bootyb-ttcheeks
you might just have to slap a b-tch for letting her f-ck me
i ain’t smokin’ weed, i’m smokin’ flowers, yes, it’s lovely (ah)
keep it chill, what’s the deal, don’t touch me, b-tch

[verse 1]
i might call up all of my shooters
tell them go find his ass at the end of the block
it’s pretty d-mn fascinating how these n-ggas’ b-tches
keep on leapin’ up on my c-ck
i ain’t never spoke a word to em
but they keep insistin’ that i’m sicker than the bird flu
and every day, they listen to my new sh-t
when they f-ckin’ on they man (ah)
i’m sorry girl, but money over b-tches is the plan (no cap)
i spent a whole millie to get here
made back a whole millie the first day in
perkys keep on callin’ me, but i’m already with a b-tch
call it wreck-it ralph, cause i’m the motherf-ckin’ glitch
we stay with groupies together forever, like we lilo and stitch
i spend a whole day thumbin’ through these blues, seein’ those and sh-t
she did a lewis counter, how many millions comin’ in?
that’s life, n-gga, you disrespect and shoot your ass on sight, n-gga
end your life, n-gga, take your wife, n-gga
i know she waitin’ for her turn to blow the pipe, n-gga
she already done it twice, n-gga (b-tch)
[chorus]
ah, bootyb-ttcheeks (gang)
you might just have to slap a b-tch for letting her f-ck me
i ain’t smokin’ weed, i’m smokin’ flowers, yes, it’s lovely (ah)
keep it chill, what’s the deal, don’t touch me, b-tch

[verse 2]
i’m sippin’ lean (lean), codeine, sprite, clean
that’s the recipe, f-ck my head up, now it’s gone
do the rest of me, i hit the club, ran a b-tch, want the groove
she saw my chain, now she mine, n-gga, smooth
stage dive, rolling loud, that’s the move
beat a n-gga ass in the crowd, f-ck that dude (f-ck that dude)
i just made me a band at the bando
mo’ sticks, mo’ b-tches, sh-t that rambo
smokin’ dope, f-ck the molly, f-ck the booth
young pirates in this b-tch, where’s the loot?
lil’ shawty, lil’ thotty, shove my face in her booty
i ain’t even gon’ catch, she kinda ugly, ain’t no cutie (nah, nah, nah)
she shop at target, ain’t got no gucci
and if you ask me, that’s a deal breaker to me
rich b-tches in my lambo when we zoomin’
po’ b-tches, go away, what you doin’?

[chorus]
ah, bootyb-ttcheeks
you might just have to spank a b-tch one letter, f-ck me
i ain’t smokin’ weed, i’m smokin’ flowers, yes, love me
i, keep it chill, what’s the deal, don’t touch me, b-tch

- lil squeaky

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