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aubrey i need you on this song - bfb da packman lyrics

[intro]
(yo, are y’all with the lunch crew company?)
yeah, huh
i forgot the donuts
i got my engineer a redd in this b*tch drinkin’ alkaline water, though
bro, come on, let’s get it

[chorus]
once had a goal (put a thousand ’bows in a mobile home)
drape my b*tch in givenchy (never talk on a mobile phone)
heavy check on me right now (trap fat, michael corleone)
i want all the cheese, i’m addicted (feta, american, provolone)
aubrey graham with the dance moves, hotline still blingin’ (groovy)
baby mama caught me cheatin’ (jesus), fell in love with a seamstress (y’ello)
big drip, i need bunch of shoes, swag flu on kleenix (woo)
alkaline over apple juice, fat n*gga with a beeper

[verse 1]
i’m a savage (yeah)
cheesecake, not a salad (facts)
debbie cakes in the trap cabinet
i said that one on the last one
i hit it raw, f*ck the plastic (uh)
i got dreams of goin’ platinum (platinum)
double date with drake and halle, i show up with angela bassett (stella)
i am priority, i kidnapped him ’cause he shorted me (uh*huh)
soon as i walk in, ten b*tches jumpin’ down my throat, sorority (yeah)
i got more juice than gumbo (yeah)
she said you don’t like me, why we hump for? (yeah)
i told her baby mama out of town and my side b*tch on the run, though
she a swiper (she a swiper)
empanadas come from mambos (woo)
n*gga said he gon’ rob me (hah)
okay, sir, i’ll let my gun know (boom)
still wanna f*ck a midget (uh)
let her ride me ’til she dizzy (ah)
bust a nut, then i block her
she was too short to wash the dishes (woo)
great whites in the water (hah)
lil’ n*ggas barracudas (‘cudas)
sour cream with the woodles (woodles)
open locker with the shooters (boom)
bend it over, let me spank it (ah)
use checks for my banking
i did wanna hit, but i’m good*good
when she twerk, it start stankin’ (funky)

[chorus]
once had a goal (put a thousand ‘bows in a mobile home)
drape my b*tch in givenchy (never talk on a mobile phone)
heavy check on me right now (trap fat, michael corleone)
i want all the cheese, i’m addicted (feta, american, provolone)
aubrey graham with the dance moves, hotline still blingin’ (groovy)
baby mama caught me cheatin’ (jesus), fell in love with a seamstress (y’ello)
big drip, i need bunch of shoes, swag flu on kleenix (woo)
alkaline over apple juice, fat n*gga with a beeper

[verse 2]
i don’t rap, i be preachin’ (yeah)
side b*tch out in beecher (woo)
lira galore in the store
galeria swipin’ visas (uh)
matter fact, let me find her (swiper)
twenty racks on a honda (swiper)
she said, “n*gga, where your condom?” (huh?)
it’s too hot for a condom
brother locked in the jail cell, two*hundred fifty on the scam*scam
houston, texas on this rap sh*t, but a flintstone like i’m bamm*bamm (keep goin’)
n*gga’s name hold no weight, but a brick dealer on the ‘gram ‘gram
h*llo, how your day goin’? i promise this not a scam, ma’am

[outro]
shout out to my, uh, engineer a redd, n*gga
this a motherf*ckin’ hit
we goin’ all the way, b*tch
ascap money

- bfb da packman lyrics

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