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dress up - cookiesncreme lyrics

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[pre*chorus]
like b*tch you finna catch up
i got opps b*tch sprayin’ like some ketchup
i got ten bands b*tch i’m finna flex up
cookies and creme yeah you know i’m next up

[chorus]
yeah, i don’t f*ckin’ miss
yeah, i don’t mess up
you know i don’t like haters b*tch i’m fed up
you know i don’t f*ck with sketchy b*tches it’s a set up
got some f*ckin’ fits b*tch yeah we playin’ dress up

[post*chorus]
got some f*ckin’ money b*tch yeah i’m gettin’ stressed out
talkin’ ’bout some sh*t i don’t wanna hear about
in that double*r b*tch i’m finna soar around
p*ssy boy, k!ll him if he f*ckin’ talkin’ down

smokin’ all my f*ckin’ weed that i used to sell
i know y’all goin’ straight to f*ckin’ h*ll
i’m a good motherf*cker if you can’t tell
she suckin’ on my f*ckin’ d*ck shе say it tastes like caramel
for rеal i don’t wanna hear you talk down
they play my sh*t on surround sound
you hate it, i might just let out a frown
they say i’m the king like i dropped my f*ckin’ crown

[verse 1]
i just hit the motherf*cking ground
i’m the one you don’t wanna be around
so much drip on me b*tch i might f*ckin’ drown
’cause we in the f*ckin’ underground

[pre*chorus]
like b*tch you finna catch up
i got opps b*tch sprayin’ like some ketchup
i got ten bands b*tch i’m finna flex up
cookies and creme yeah you know i’m next up

[chorus]
yeah, i don’t f*ckin’ miss
yeah, i don’t mess up
you know i don’t like haters b*tch i’m fed up
you know i don’t f*ck with sketchy b*tches it’s a set up
got some f*ckin’ fits b*tch yeah we playin’ dress up

[post*chorus]
got some f*ckin’ money b*tch yeah i’m gettin’ stressed out
talkin’ ’bout some sh*t i don’t wanna hear about
in that double*r b*tch i’m finna soar around
p*ssy boy, k!ll him if he f*ckin’ talkin’ down
smokin’ all my f*ckin’ weed that i used to sell
i know y’all goin’ straight to f*ckin’ h*ll
i’m a good motherf*cker if you can’t tell
she suckin’ on my f*ckin’ d*ck she say it tastes like caramel

for real i don’t wanna hear you talk down
they play my sh*t on surround sound
you hate it, i might just let out a frown
they say i’m the king like i dropped my f*ckin’ crown

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