letra de barbie - rudy cash
[chorus]
my african b-tch she look just like a barbie
zips of the og gas and we got molly
pop me xan now im feeling all nardly
im f-kin i lick the tattoos on her body
turnt the f-ck up i mite boot up the party
taedawg got the clean thats a whole lotta quality
the work is too heavy i needed a dolly
i set the trend and these lil n-gg-s copy
imma walk down wit my glock get it poppin
i hang wit the trappas i hang wit da robbers
diesel my jeans b-tch i dont do the robins
she give me brain like that b-tch came from coppin
250 a zip lilb-tch what is you coppin
take a n-gg- b-tch i do that often
500 a zip i got sweeties out crofton
i keep that glick on me b-tch i play offense
[verse 1]
this b-tch let me f-k cause i had some yeezys
traphouse bouncing like abm pizzie
b-tch i stay down i dont like takin freebies
i cop a p break it down its too easy
im out seat pleasant im fried wit tooeasy
i get that work and i go straight to work
pull up to your trap i pull up to your curb
im lean lean lean so i mite swerve
you say you got gas but that sh-t is dirt
og gas and we sellin the purp,.
perc 30s if ya down or hurt
2 pints of the hi tech i’ll give you a verse
i keep that glizzy tucked under my shirt
freaky b-tch i f-ked that b-tch her drive-way
i catch a opp we goin shoot in da broad day
trap out the loft i dont jugg in the hallway
pbg otd stapped like army
adidas on me i dont f-k wit the tommy
spin da binon your block it look like a tsunami
im sippin on codeine just like its some coffee
20band jugg i just made in the lobby
i told dat b-tch get off me designer on me an it cost me
[chorus]
my african b-tch she look just like a barbie
zips of the og gas and we got molly
pop me xan now im feeling all nardly
im f-kin i lick the tattoos on her body
turnt the f-ck up i mite boot up the party
taedawg got the clean thats a whole lotta quality
the work is too heavy i needed a dolly
i set the trend and these lil n-gg-s copy
imma walk down wit my glock get it poppin
i hang wit the trappas i hang wit da robbers
diesel my jeans b-tch i dont do the robins
she give me brain like that b-tch came from coppin
250 a zip lilb-tch what is you coppin
take a n-gg- b-tch i do that often
500 a zip i got sweeties out crofton
i keep that glick on me b-tch i play offense
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