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lirik lagu doom – blac chyna

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[verse 1: blac chyna]
he call me his baby, his lil boosie, i’m like, “wipe me down”
as soon as i say, “do it”, he get to it, i’m excited now
foreign in it sitting in six digits how we ride around
money all that talk don’t make a sound
broke hoe quiet down
shut it up
get a good stretch in, now run it up, uh
sh*tting on a weak b*tch life
i don’t want y’all advice, not none, you ain’t done enough
and i know for sure, you know, you ain’t got enough either
having these racks is such a reliever
bet i’m get me a check and i’m pressing diors, on these hoеs necks and they won’t get a brеather

[chorus: blac chyna & asian doll]
b*tch if i was you, i’d hate me too (hoe, lil’ b*tch, uh)
b*tch if i was you, i’d hate me too (i get it)
b*tch if i was you, i’d hate me too (b*tch, i)
b*tch if i was you then i’d probably hate my fine ass too
pulling up looking like, “ooh, ah”
and y’all look like, “boo, uh”
b*tch this sh*t what i do, uh
don’t act brand new
i be pulling up looking like, “ooh”
now the question is who is you? (the f*ck?)
b*tch if i was you then i’d probably hate my fine ass too (ayy, ayy)
[verse 2: asian doll]
b*tch i’d hate me to (uh*huh)
got a rich side n*gga and a main n*gga too
gotta buy a new body, if you calling me boo (uh*huh)
dope boy gang bang
slurp the p*ssy like a soup (uh*huh)
big body benz, hoes crying in the coupe (coupe)
b*tch them stars in this roof (roof)
that n*gga lie once, then he through (the f*ck? goodbye)
he buy me gucci for this coochie (this coochie)
you ain’t talking money, lil’ b*tch, don’t say it (shh, shh)
versace sheet, spread on my bed (uh*huh)
he lay me down and give me head (he do)
he do what i say like simon says
i’m a bad lil’ b*tch, leave a n*gga on read (uh*huh)
shawty tweak, poppin meds (gone)
p*ssy poppin’ on his leg
i like them n*ggas with them dreads (uh*huh)

[chorus: blac chyna]
b*tch if i was you, i’d hate me too (hoe, lil’ b*tch, uh)
b*tch if i was you, i’d hate me too (i get it)
b*tch if i was you, i’d hate me too (b*tch, i)
b*tch if i was you then i’d probably hate my fine ass too
pulling up looking like, “ooh, ah”
and y’all look like, “boo, uh”
b*tch this sh*t what i do, uh
don’t act brand new
i be pulling up looking like, “ooh”
now the question is who is you?
b*tch if i was you then i’d probably hate my fine ass too
[verse 2: blac chyna]
now that i think about it
b*tch if i was you i’d probably hate the bad b*tch that i see when i’m looking at me too
so f*ck it, i ain’t even mad
baby, go get you a bag
i promise it’ll make you feel different
you should go get you some real business
and stay the f*ck up outta mine, hoe
this b*tch here a hustler
i could find ben franklin under a blind fold
back*back and let a b*tch get her shine on
these vvs not no rhinestones
exotic car with the striker sittin’ underneath and that’s all that we slide on
make me some money then make some more after that
promise that’s all on my mind though

[chorus: blac chyna]
b*tch if i was you, i’d hate me too (hoe, lil’ b*tch, uh)
b*tch if i was you, i’d hate me too (i get it)
b*tch if i was you, i’d hate me too (b*tch, i)
b*tch if i was you then i’d probably hate my fine ass too
pulling up looking like, “ooh, ah”
and y’all look like, “boo, uh”
b*tch this sh*t what i do, uh
don’t act brand new
i be pulling up looking like, “ooh”
now the question is who is you?
b*tch if i was you then i’d probably hate my fine ass too

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