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feelin like sexyy - bigmfyella lyrics

ghetto bad b*tch, no, i don’t give no f*ck
i throw it back on your n*gga—ho, come beat me up
he spend that paper—he got my titties done
n*ggas with bread is outside, b*tch, come get you one
ghetto bad b*tch, no, i don’t give no f*ck
i throw it back on your n*gga—ho, come beat me up
he spend that paper—he got my titties done
n*ggas with bread is outside, b*tch, come get you one

fly the jet to miami
i’m outside with no panties
tryna get took to pound town like i’m s*xyy
[?], your n*gga go [?], say he tryna bless me
bad b*tch, i’m looking good [?], hold on, tеst me
your n*gga look, he took—ain’t n0body finna press mе
dress up on my own—don’t need no one to dress me
looking for a smooth white boy like elvis presley
break his ass like a kitty cat, like i’m nasty
bougie n*gga in designer shoes from [?]
say he love the tats on my ass and on my belly
circle small—i don’t f*ck with hoes ’cause they messy
twin with me—we outside sliding in the [?]
private island, got my cheeks down in [?]
told that n*gga he can’t get no action unless he
send a ten [?] with a black truck—impress me
and if the n*gga ain’t tricking, i don’t wanna
and if he ain’t eating ass, i don’t wanna
at your man house, got your son in a corner
left your lame man to be with me ’cause he say he wanna

yeah, b*tch, come get you one
tricks [?] home sad—b*tch, come get you one
30*inch bust down—tell that n*gga give me one
mad ’cause i took your ho—b*tch, pull up and get your ones
i just had some fun with him, took [?], took his funds
ride that d*ck sideways—had that n*gga speaking tongues
smoking on this opp pack, they just mad y’all in my lungs
[?] my cup—this sh*t purple like a f*cking plum
yeah, like a f*cking plum
have your n*gga back [?], couldn’t even make me cum
need a hood n*gga, beat my back like a f*cking drum
shoot you hoes up and spit you out like some f*cking gum
eating b*tches up—i don’t never leave no f*cking crumbs
[?] off them perk tens—got my whole body numb
muslim trick high as h*ll, rubbin’ coke all on his gums
never gave a f*ck what you thought—all you b*tches bums
n*gga said i make ’em sick—told his ass go [?] some tums
eat this ass from the back, and don’t forget to use your thumb
long hair, pretty face, lil’ booty, but it’s plum
feelin’ like s*xyy, but it’s yella—b*tch, i’m going dumb
feelin’ like s*xyy, but it’s yella—b*tch, i’m going dumb
yeah, yeah, one more time ’cause i’ma—
ghetto bad b*tch, no, i don’t give no f*ck
i throw it back on your n*gga—ho, come beat me up
he spend that paper—he got my titties done
n*ggas with bread is outside, b*tch, come get you one
ghetto bad b*tch, no, i don’t give no f*ck
i throw it back on your n*gga—ho, come beat me up
he spend that paper—he got my titties done
n*ggas with bread is outside, b*tch, come get you one

- bigmfyella lyrics

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