
phat ma - bigdime lyrics
ouu wee what is dime cooking
chugga
chugga
chugga
(ahhh)
(verse 1)
phat ma & my tummy ain’t tucked
don’t be mad cause your n*gga wanna f*ck
tried to pop off but you ain’t have no luck
these hoes like ingrowns
they need to be plucked
said i needed to be touched (b*tch)
who gonna test they luck
said i wanted her man
he in my dms
trynna f*ck
i don’t want your man
baby no need to get buck
but since you did it’s up & it’s stuck
on these b*tches necks
they know what’s up
he ain’t yo n*gga if he don’t show you love
hopped off the porch now i’m tearing sh*t up
be careful with me cause i’m crazy as f*ck
i’ll k!ll a hoe, p*ss on her grave then dig her up
neva sacred to get in the field with a hoe
or you playin it safe or you lining it up
knocked yo chin loose
it’s giving natalie yuck
(chorus)
phat ma & my tummy ain’t tucked
don’t be mad cause your n*gga wanna f*ck
tried to pop off but you ain’t have no luck
these b*tches scary come on run it up
me and my b*tches messy
we don’t give no f*ck
i like tea with my shade
you know what’s up
d*gg*ng these b*tches
i’m moving on up
like my hoes stingy
and i don’t give a f*ck
(background)
i mean these b*tches just don’t know , like
(lighter fl!ck and blow)
well sh*t
they do now
(verse 2)
pulled up to the function
and they showing me mad love
got a bad b*tch with me
wearing noir and dove
got a fat ass
you can see it from above
i don’t want your n*gga
i dont f*ck no with bums
got a white boy at home
who bang me like a drum
all i smoke is good weed
i can feel it in my lungs
big dime is universal
la bete is what i become
you can call me a succubus
i’m getting what i want
you down bad b*tches
getting what you deserve
i’m a real bad b*tch
i know my worth
i’m a b b s b
bad b*tch since birth
chanel number 5
i keep it in my purse
the way you did her
imma do you worse
feeling like amber
i got these b*tches alert
flow so disruptive
you can say it’s a curse
i’m beauty and the beast
throw that b*tch in a he*rs*
(chorus)
phat ma & my tummy ain’t tucked
don’t be mad cause your n*gga wanna f*ck
tried to pop off but you ain’t have no luck
these b*tches scary come on run it up
me and my b*tches messy
we don’t give a f*ck
i like tea with my shade
you know what’s up
d*gg*ng these b*tches
and i’m moving on up
like my hoes stingy
and i don’t give a f*ck
(outro)
you b*tches done
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