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plenty - lil baby, ytb fatt & yfn lucci lyrics

[intro]
woo, woo, woo
woo, woo

[verse 1: ytb fatt]
fire the guys, gotta throw a hundred when we go out
in my neighborhood, aventador coupe with the doors up
think we in the same category, he ain’t even show nothin’
i was bustin’ serves, backstreet, now it’s the rolls truck
sn*tch the b*tch out of shein and took her to nordstrom
tease her brain ’bout nothin’, we hit rick owen’
switched the label, now i’m signed to take your ho dot*com
bro caught a body, i did a show with the same gun
i go crazy in vegas, i’m packin’ out the strip clubs (woo)
watch kit crazy, plus ’cause i got the big boys
got hoes from small to middle class, big b*tts
new purses, i put [?] tеa cup
put hundreds of ‘za to the side, call big bruh
lil’ onе ain’t get a cap and gown, but he street smart
he goin’ through the whole phone, foenem blessin’ up

[verse 2: lil baby]
everybody ’round me got a weapon
yeah, all the soldiers to the front get to steppin’
chrome heart’ jeans, t*shirt [?]
’bout a million and a half on the chain today
new mclaren with no windshield, it came this way
they can’t f*ck with us at nothin’, that sh*t plain as day (crazy)
i don’t care for that internet sh*t, no part (no part)
we just lost a whole boat to the coast guard
this sh*t business, i took all my feelings out
been a giant, but i’m a lil’ bigger now
free lil’ nate’dem, i’m workin’ to get him out
incognito, i can’t let ’em figure out
drop a tape for the streets, they say it’s a drought
from the bricks and these lil’ n*ggas nice and soft
she won’t get nothin’ from me ’til i knock her off
state to state when i play, i got different houses
atlanta (yeah), miami (yeah), la (yeah)
dallas (yeah), houston (yeah), vegas (yeah), new york (yeah)
[verse 3: yfn lucci]
yeah, rose gold on me, ap, this a skele’
yeah, 81 freak, no jerry, yeah
if you got clean, i can sell it, huh
send your ad, i can mail it
look, brodie went double homicide like melly
i just went two at a time like melly
dark skin bih’ look like kelly, she ready
i put my wrist in that b*tch, i’ma stretch it
look, i send my shooter, they probably won’t ever stop
n*gga askin’ for price and don’t ever cop
it’s a drop, then you probably won’t see the top
you a opp, then you probably won’t see tomorrow
if i f*ck her, she probably love me tomorrow
if she foreign, i’m probably gon’ hit her up
if i’m in it, it probably a different car
yeah, f*ck do you mean, lil’ n*gga?
still havin’ wock’ like it green, lil’ n*gga
i pull up dolo, just me and my pistol
i put a bounty on him, they gon’ get him
i put a hundred on him and his sister
i spent like two hundred thousand for this one
i’m the type to spend ten thousand on slippers
i’m the type to get him out of here quicker
huh, hah
[verse 4: ytb fatt]
take all the bad b*tches, fine sh*t gettin’ bigger
happy for my last ho, she doin’ good, she f*ckin’ a clipper
a b*ball boy, five star, b*tch, benched her
the b*tch tryna f*ck from vs to an emerald
cadillac truck, not the rig, this the big one
i’m straight on love, havin’ raw s*x with some sisters
shanice, alexis, taylor, rebecca, chastity, iyanna, chyna, rihanna

- lil baby ytb fatt yfn lucci lyrics

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