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beechwood blonde - ford anastasia lyrics

[intro]
yeah, uh
ford anastasia
anastasia i
d*mn she the one
goddam, goddam

[verse 1]
yeah, f*ck yo boyfriend on my mama
yeah, that boy ride around in a honda
yeah, i really wish his daddy woulda wore a f*cking condom
tryna be in a condo with a bad b*tch sniffin’ pablo
an*an*and my new b*tch bad
my bad, i didn’t mean to boast
i knew it would make you mad if you seen her in my post
i ain’t never gon’ try to hit you up again
i’d rather stick to what i know like windows 10
and yeah i got those windows tinted
ridin’ with a bad b*tch she used to be a lesbian
now i got her back wantin’ men
and the hotel rented
i got money i’ma spend it
im’a throw these ones up until my bank account deplenish

[chorus]
ay! d*mn! that b*tch magic like a wand (uh, uh)
now i’m back wantin’ to f*ck with thе beechwood blonde like
oh my god! (goddam!)
oh my god! (goddam!)
how did i evеn get here? (huh?)
you know exactly why we’re here
to f*ck some sh*t up (goddam!)
yeah, i’m tryna f*ck sum’n
who tryna do sum’n?
im’a throw it up, you gon’ back it up or sum’n?
[verse 2]
with a lightsaber i’m on a skyscr*per
i got dxm and m and e too
in nyc i’m on the way to the icu
on the west end, h*lla lesbians
she say that she love me whatever that is
b*tch tell me again, avoidin’ bein’ sober like it’s a sin
ten big bottles by the boat load
ten big b*tches gettin’ f*cked in the assh0l*
jus’ got high so i can feel good while i’m bangin’ that ass ho
d*mn, i’m a f*ckin’ assh0l*
you need a rest, huh?
rockin’ all metal like a tec*9
i got musk like elon
smokin’ on green stones straight out the emerald mine
got so much gas you can call me a f*ckin’ chevron
got the world on a usb stick
i can get you hooked on this f*ckin’ d*ck
i can you hooked, lsd trip, yeah
bionic like a lab rat, usb d*ck
we be on that p sh*t
we be on trees, sh*t
smokin’ weed b*tch
that’s my homies not me b*tch

[chorus]
ay! d*mn! that b*tch magic like a wand (uh, uh)
now i’m back wantin’ to f*ck with the beechwood blonde like
oh my god! (goddam!)
oh my god! (goddam!)
how did i even get here? (huh?)
you know exactly why we’re here
to f*ck some sh*t up (goddam!)
yeah, i’m tryna f*ck sum’n
who tryna do sum’n?
im’a throw it up, you gon’ back it up or sum’n?
[refrain]
beechwood, stagecoach
bad b*tch, painted toes
i ain’t tryna do nothin’
i’m just tryna have a toast
baby doin’ too much put me in a comatose
yeah, she’s a beach but i’m tryna lay up on the coast
d*mn, i’m tryna get in her mouth like some pork roast
d*mn, that ass fat just like some f*ckin’ pork roast
d*mn, she a rich b*tch, i don’t f*ck with poor hoes
and yeah i make art b*tch, call me andy warhol

[outro]
you gon’ back it up or sum’n?
oh my god, oh my god!
and yeah i make art b*tch, call me andy warhol

- ford anastasia lyrics

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