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lirik lagu grabbing – fiction fake

(hook) *
tell your girl, “we can get close, you know”
she on her period and she be crying, that’s why she emotional
aye, aye
you know that she not approachable
trying so hard to avoid me like that f*ckin’ sh*t is negotiable
aye, aye
she look at me like she nervous
aye, put my d*ck right in her mouth girl, that sh*t got no service, aye
i want her body, i want her head
i’m in her ass, i’m into grabbing
she wanna tease, i wanna tap it
come here tonight, we could see what would happen
i f*ck that b*tch in the back of the benz
put condom on, don’t know where it went
don’t send me nudes girl, i just want the s*x
came here a thot, she gon’ leave here a wreck
you know i be f*ckin’ on ratchet b*tches
pull up to the party, f*ck half the b*tches
told her she special, treat her like a queen
b*tch, you know i got hoes from a to z
(verse 1) *
and you know that all my exes wishing that they had me back b*tch
and you know i be smoking on gas girl, i don’t think i could pass this
she love my tattoos it’s all of my ink that she can’t stop kissing on
throwin’ these bands in the air, i know for sure she gon’ pick it up
aye, i been poppin’ a bean so i almost k!lled my b*tch twice (i almost k!lled my b*tch twice)
aye, put that d*ck right inside now she can’t sit right. (now she can’t sit right)
and she telling all her friends, “fiction fake, oh my god!” (fiction fake oh my god!)
and she hate the way that i live, that i got tats on my arm (tats on my arm)

(hook) *
tell your girl, “we can get close, you know”
she on her period and she be crying, that’s why she emotional
aye, aye
you know that she not approachable
trying so hard to avoid me like that f*ckin’ sh*t is negotiable
aye, aye
she look at me like she nervous
aye, put my d*ck right in her mouth girl, that sh*t got no service, aye
i want her body, i want her head
i’m in her ass, i’m into grabbing
she wanna tease, i wanna tap it
come here tonight, we could see what would happen
i f*ck that b*tch in the back of a benz
put condom on, don’t know where it went
don’t send me nudes girl, i just want the s*x
came here a thot, she gon leave here a wreck
you know i be f*ckin’ on ratchet b*tches
pull up to the party, f*ck half the b*tches
told her she special, treat her like a queen
b*tch, you know i got hoes from a to z
(verse 2) *
it’s a godd*mn shame that i get money more
it’s a godd*mn shame that b*tch getting divorced
i still play it cool, i don’t need to go force
still be on top yea, you know what the score
made it out the house, b*tches out of quarantine
she said she love me but you barely know me
link up with her friends, had a big orgy
and she said that i’m her man girl, we ain’t 14

aye, you know i stay in shape
b*tch, i been runnin’ up bands (b*tch i been runnin’ up bands)
aye, b*tch i just pulled my d*ck out
she told me put it in her hands
(she told me put it in her hands, put it in her hands)
b*tches be trippin’ for nun, i’m off the molly and xans
(i’m off the molly and xans)
and she said she a fan, pull my d*ck out and she blow like a fan
(she blow like a fan, she blow like a fan)

- fiction fake

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