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lirik lagu triangles – ​bbymutha

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[intro: bbym-th- & khloe]
i should talk sh-t right here
you not sh-t, your mama not sh-t, your daddy not sh-t
[?] b-tch
f-ck y’all hoes
mama! you look like a rockstar!

[verse 1: bbym-th-]
b-tch what’s wrong with you?
can’t catch no d-ck, lil’ ugly b-tch, what’s gucci boo?
i been doing me lil’ b-tch, your best bet would be doing you
you ain’t got no sh-t to shoot, you lucky i ain’t shoot at you
ain’t talkin’ ’bout photographers, got shooters like a camera crew (uh, uh, yeah)
easy kinda sleazy b-tch, i’m sl-tty, nutty, b-tty
and you choose to haven’t f-ck me, you not making none o’that money
you cannot afford the kiddies, saggy t-tties, diamonds in it
i don’t pop it till he spend it
he ain’t broke so i’mma bend it b-tch
run it up, she suck it up like honey nut
love a b-tch who love to f-ck, i call her my lil’ honey nut
pretty b-tch, she mean as f-ck, i got her – now she levelled up
don’t ask me ’bout what’s in my cup unless you see me throwin’ up
hated m-th- blowin’ up, but ask me if i give a f-ck
they motherf-ckin’ tails is tucked
what’s poppin’ b-tch, start speaking up
the internet’ll make you tough, but p-ssy is you pullin’ up?
posted up on [?], i’m sw-ngin’ my gorilla nuts
adrenaline and double dutches
witchy b-tch, ain’t scared of nothing
show up at your funeral in gucci, fendi, prada, diamonds, dollars
f-ck yo’ hoe, yo’ baby daddy and the -ss all on your casket
writing [?], sh-tty b-tch, i told you i’m a bad b-tch

[chorus: bbym-th-]
never think you not the type of p-ssy that can get f-cked
strapping on my d-ck, i drop it out just like a dump truck
drop it on your b-tch, i want to jerry with them big bucks
you were square you whole life, get triangular, so catch up
never think you not the type of p-ssy that can get f-cked
strapping on my d-ck, i drop it out just like a dump truck
drop it on your b-tch, i want to jerry with them big bucks
you were square you whole life, get triangular, so catch up

[verse 2: del-vay]
who is all these hoes? act like they know me, i don’t know you
you just mention me for clout, but i’m that b-tch so you supposed to
glad to know they learnt they place, now they know what to do and don’t do
if you stay my favourite hater i might f-ck around and flaunt you
i-i-i’m that b-tch they love to watch, they love to stalk, these n-gg-s want
i’ont got a number, i’ont answer calls, but if money talkin’ then i’m on the phone
i’m the prototype, these b-tches clones
beef with me and put b-tches on
y’all notice me, i don’t notice y’all
but i will come and see you headstone
never think a b-tch too cute to come and push your sh-t back
b-tch you stupid if you think i gave a f-ck, what made you think that?
why these n-gg-s in they feelings? i don’t get that, but i get cash
i’m a boss, he buy me jewels and pay my bills, he buy you knick-knacks
i’m too bougie, you can’t sit with me, lil’ b-tch shut up and sit back
sending shots – that means you lose, don’t let me link up with my hitman
you the type of p-ssy that gon’ get f-cked, b-tch just give up
while you making sure you watch me you should make sure you don’t slip up

[chorus: bbym-th-]
never think you not the type of p-ssy that can get f-cked
strapping on my d-ck, i drop it out just like a dump truck
drop it on your b-tch, i want to jerry with them big bucks
you were square you whole life, get triangular, so catch up
never think you not the type of p-ssy that can get f-cked
strapping on my d-ck, i drop it out just like a dump truck
drop it on your b-tch, i want to jerry with them big bucks
you were square you whole life, get triangular, so catch up

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