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bold - barretta lyrics

[intro]
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
(yeah, yeah, yeah)

[chorus]
she wants mr. make millions of dollars
come let me feel on your body
b*tch, i got the root to help you find it
don’t even stress load the project up
all on the net with the gossip
one the same different forms, i am a majin
f*cked on this hoe i ain’t studying the course thats my problem
load up the server boot up its a fivem
pick up the pennies lil b*tch out the cottage
i need my cup with some henny im starving
with this new sh*t that im showing can’t mock it
pick up my pencil and pliers
i’m like, who is messiah?
fake like who on my timing
he lying, foe than he flying
f*ck, if someone asks you ,they are entitled
pick up my lighter, i fl!ck up my pile
they want to post you on the trial
i can make something out of nothing, i’m mighty
b*tch, f*ck i would look like i’m lying
b*tch, yeah, that something you do got the itis
tears out your eyes like you crying
no, i can’t fall for that now, ain’t buy it
huh, stuck in a knot, i untie it
huh, cooking in the pot is not science
f*ck, why would i look like signing?
b*tch, that ain’t nothing i did, i would try it
someone looks good, i’m inside it
wet like poseidon’s, b*tch fly united
coming in, shhhh, now you quiet
oh, now i’m frying you n*gga ignited
they see me out, so excited
b*tch steady sighing, i’m f*cking these models
push the whip almost crash the hit throttle lil b*tch
i won’t kick it with you, got no father
she can’t pay for college, she stripping
she won’t even hang with me, f*cked up our bondage
can’t even call me in silence, i’ll make out the time for you
day just reminds me
f*ck, f*ck
[chorus]
she wants mr. make millions of dollars
come let me feel on your body
b*tch, i got the root to help you find it
don’t even stress load the project up
all on the net with the gossip
one the same different forms, i am a majin
f*cked on this hoe i ain’t studying the course thats my problem
load up the server boot up its a fivem
pick up the pennies lil b*tch out the cottage
i need my cup with some henny im starving
with this new sh*t that im showing can’t mock it
pick up my pencil and pliers
i’m like, who is messiah?
fake like who on my timing
he lying, foe than he flying
f*ck, if someone asks you ,they are entitled
pick up my lighter, i fl!ck up my pile
they want to post you on the trial
i can make something out of nothing, i’m mighty
b*tch, f*ck i would look like i’m lying
b*tch, yeah, that something you do got the itis
tears out your eyes like you crying
no, i can’t fall for that now, ain’t buy it
huh, stuck in a knot, i untie it
huh, cooking in the pot is not science
f*ck, why would i look like signing?
b*tch, that ain’t nothing i did, i would try it
someone looks good, i’m inside it
wet like poseidon’s, b*tch fly united
coming in, shhhh, now you quiet
oh, now i’m frying you n*gga ignited
they see me out, so excited
b*tch steady sighing, i’m f*cking these models
push the whip almost crash the hit throttle lil b*tch
i won’t kick it with you, got no father
she can’t pay for college, she stripping
she won’t even hang with me, f*cked up our bondage
can’t even call me in silence, i’ll make out the time for you
day just reminds me
f*ck, f*ck

- barretta lyrics

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