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cardogotwings - baby smoove lyrics

[intro]
(…the f*ck is my b*tch so bad?)
(cardogotwings)

[verse]
why in the f*ck is my car so fast?
why in the f*ck is my b*tch so bad?
one vacation i done spent yo stash
one trip to dior i done spent yo bag
all it take it one call boy and that’s yo ass
she belong to the streets you can have her back
got like four new choppas boy don’t make me mad
she like louis vuitton and fendi bags
b*tch your boy so broke can’t even get you cash
[?} car sh*t i bet we crash
five*hunned for the zip yo weed taste like ass
these hoes like percocets they get high and dancе
i been getting money i see you ain’t getting nonе
if he catch the last shot then that’s cause he tried to run
eleven*hunned for my shoes and i might just wear em once
i promise [?] man with a gun
riding in a g*wagon down north in the slums
look good for the gram but i know that you a bum
that look good for the gram but i know that you a crumb
pull up with three ks and n*gga we ain’t [?] none
my b*tch ass fat and its soft like a m*ffin
boy you know you soft if i shoot then he ducking
no i’m not the yeezys but my shoes seven*hunned
she say it’s me or the juice but i know this b*tch bluffing
i’m just tryna figure out why she think she that important
i go spend what you save when it get a little boring
got like five pints with me but i still want more
way before i shot a video i was on tour
you can’t even talk to me you’re too motherf*cking poor
n*gga screenshotting sh*t he a rat he the source
put n*ggas in the grave cause they lil career over
this is real exotic weed yeah it got a strong odor
i’d buy four h*llcats before i’d buy a wraith
balenciagas so big i could wear em out in sp*ce
b*tch you know who i am i do not go on dates
she said baby pull out and just come on my face
sh*t right now i’m off [?] i refill off drank
playin with the right one it’ll be a cold case
i got all bad b*tches none got a [?] face
[?] he done got a tote bag
i want a purple range rover same color as the drank
flirting with the old b*tches when i’m walking in the bank
[?] stuffed with exotic smell like [?]
[?] where you at ho [?]
[?] went in on a deuce got like two to three eighths
wish i would feed n*ggas they ain’t give me one plate
sh*t i’m tryna test her out i just need one tape
sh*t imma give her back i just need one day

- baby smoove lyrics

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