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it girl - crybaby cash & lawson vladimir lyrics

[verse 1: crybaby cash]
you not worth no bag, don’t know what the f*ck you think
shawty ain’t got no ass, she take pictures on that sink
she wanna act turnt up, i’ll show her to the streets
she taking pictures with my burner
that street sh*t make her geeked
i done forgot to take my dog out he probably gotta pee
touchdown los angeles tomorrow, i’ll probably touch a p
b*tches used to crush, but now they f*ckin’ off first link
if it’s one thing i know about cups, i’m finna turn them b*tches pink
ballin’, who you callin’
she rock high waist in a doc martens
bae don’t blow my phone up, i gotta charge it
where they holy that water to wash my sin
i know n*ggas that’s gon’ slime ’bout hoes they ain’t 100
i know some n*ggas just be worried about hoes
but ain’t got money
i then got sick and tirеd of floating my bows
i need a donkey
soon as she turn 25 years old, shawty got chunky
can’t еven keep her off my trail now
she used to flunkies
imma just hit in the living room
i found a hair tie right under the sofa
she tired of f*ckin’ with broke n*ggas
she wanna f*ck a n*gga with some motion
fall out in a frenzy
call your friends, i just wanna joce ’em
two years into nursing school she just wanna stay focused
distracted by dumb sh*t, she ain’t think i noticed
she think she a it girl, she put on rick owens
why are you on tinder
you tryna get chosen
[verse 2: lawson vladimir]
twin keep worrying about them hoes
i told him stay focused
neighbors keep on callin’ 12
man, they ass so nosy
he signed a 360 deal
ring around the rosie
one n*gga got mad at me
cause this hoe had chose me
keep on tryna block my shine
boy, yo ass a goalie
went to sleep with his jewelry on
that hoe had took his rollie
runnin’ right to that f*ckin’ money
can’t be movin’ slowly
takin’ all them fake perks
yo ass bout to od
had to put on a shiesty mask
this broke hoe try to post me
she just moved to hollywood
now she on that nosebleed
just got me some brand new cards
bout to bl!ck some flow seats
get that f*ckin’ money and spend it
why you actin’ so cheap
told me she on demon time
brought that hoe a rosary
rolled exotic, didn’t pass it
she thought she was gon’ smoke with me
i think your partner got monkey pox
i told him don’t get close to me
she say she love me forever
that’s how it’s supposed to be
your baby mama told me
you ain’t never put up for groceries
you don’t take care of them children
how the f*ck they gon’ supposed to eat
i’m in the studio 24 hours
how the f*ck i’m supposed to sleep
he mad bout a b*tch, ain’t got no money
how we supposed to beef
new mansion, had it for six months
finessed another one across the street
this b*tch ain’t tryna link at the crib
she want go somewhere and eat
you f*ckin’ stupid b*tch
yo ass bout to* f*ck wrong with you b*tch

- crybaby cash lawson vladimir lyrics

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