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lirik lagu sucka for baddies – legendary rella

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[chorus]
he a sucka for this baddie
i love a rich n*gga buy me sh*t, i call him daddy
p*ssy so wet, he can see it through the panties
put it in his face, said it taste like*taste like candy
he a sucka for this baddie
if he ain’t buying sh*t, i can never call him daddy
pretty mixed b*tch, no hand with the [?]
if his place is hitting, then i might send him the addy

[verse 1]
swinging on his d*ck, i’m finna drop on it
champagne party, when i eat i’m ’bouta [?] on it
being [?] b*tch, if i do it they gon’ hop on it
box so good, make ’em wanna put a lock on it
i got him coming back, oh he a fiend, he want that dope again
we can’t be f*cking if you broke, i need some dough to spend
i’m outside, 2 am with my homie friends
late night, i get that text, he want that throat again
if i throw it back, he might just cash out
tell him pull my hair, no it’s real, he can sn*tch on it
f*ck them good girls, where my b*tches acting ratchet?
let him [?], see his d*ck i wanna grab it

[chorus]
he a sucka for this baddie
i love a rich n*gga buy me sh*t, i call him daddy
p*ssy so wet, he can see it through the panties
put it in his face, said it taste like*taste like candy
he a sucka for this baddie
if he ain’t buying sh*t, i can never call him daddy
pretty mixed b*tch, no hand with the [?]
if his place is hitting, then i might send him the addy
[verse 2]
i ain’t f*cking for no features, tell him suck my d*ck
they try to put me on a shelf, b*tches mad that i’m lit
these city n*ggas talking sh*t, had they nose on my cl*t
you went and got a bbl, he still don’t want that sh*t
got these b*tches acting shady, i’m the shadiest
i could [?] money, n*gga in a twenty mile radius
ain’t sh*t free, you gotta pay for this
but you, he pulling out
but with me, he finna stay in this
sprinkle, sprinkle on his box
see the chain, that’s the rocks
b*tch i be really in the deli, i got credit with my opps
the good sucka, i’m the best
if i leave his boy alone, he gon’ feel it in his chest
she thinking that’s her n*gga, ’till i send that boy a text
you’ll forever be his lady, i’m just calling for the net
thinking that he different, but i him that i need me
he ain’t a eater, no i’m throwing up the peace signs
saying b*tches, hating caribbean on the decline
i’m getting head, while i’m laying back on recline

[chorus]
he a sucka for this baddie
i love a rich n*gga buy me sh*t, i call him daddy
p*ssy so wet, he can see it through the panties
put it in his face, said it taste like*taste like candy
he a sucka for this baddie
if he ain’t buying sh*t, i can never call him daddy
pretty mixed b*tch, no hand with the [?]
if his place is hitting, then i might send him the addy

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