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she ain't scared - lilbubbak lyrics

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omg soulzi

hollon monty hollon

is we f*cking or what
ion want p*ssy i just want the top
if we go f*ck then i might fall in love
i put her in prada i know she a sl*t
she throw it back while i’m gripping her b*tt
eye contact got her dripping like uh
she got the ice and she melting with touch
she get nut with the sound of her b*tt like

and her n*gga a lame, he don’t tote guns and his trap ain’t the same like
i got fire and flames i been doing this sh*t since like back in the day like
ima say what i say if catch you with him then he won’t be okay like
that n*gga a joke, he ain’t built for this lane he ain’t getting no fame

the racks ona dresser i’m counting the dough
she callin me daddy i’m running the show
i know she a freak she go do what i say
if i pick her up then we zommin away
look at my eyes you know i’m the truth
i don’t play around when i’m inside the booth
i’m pulling her close, she lightin my blunt
she know that i’m up, i don’t gotta front
the look in her eyes the l*st in disguise i’m gripping her tight
she don’t no want love she just want the night
she down for the thrill she ain’t scared for a fight
i’m locked in my zone, she won’t leave me lone and when she with you she be turning her phone
she freaky as h*ll she know how to please
and when i’m rollin she down on her knees like
is we f*cking or what
ion want p*ssy i just want the top
if we go f*ck then i might fall in love
put her in prada i know she a sl*t
she throw it back while i’m gripping her b*tt
eye contact got her dripping like uh
she got the ice and she melting with touch
she get nut with the sound of her b*tt

i like the way that she smell and she look
i like the way she ain’t on the book
she want n*gga who stay in the hood
i’m tryna spin i’m misunderstood
i’m on they side tryna catch me a dreadlock
i’m with his b*tch tryna see how her bed rock
f*ck her to good she hit me with a leg lock
quil and bubba we making they head bop
i love chasin this chicken i can’t stop
i love taking these drugs no i can’t stop
make it shake and she tell me she can’t stop
she wasn’t f*cking with the kid i’m the man now
why you talking to me pick your mans up
i been constantly throwing them bands up
i been waiting to up it and blam sum
i’m tryna crack in the back of the lamb truck
i’m tryna see what this b*tch is so bad for
i’m tryna see what these n*ggas so mad for
two hundred ten when i slide on the dashboard
i feel like future i’m taking his mask off
i’m tellin brodie stay down till we blast off
too many n*ggas my spot gotta back off
i ain’t touch a milly so how ima slack off
i’m tryna slide tryna take n*ggas cap off
she wanna n*gga who trick and i get it
i need a b*tch who real thick and she get it
n*ggas be snakin they mans ion get it
i’m off the don ima prolly forget it
drippin margiela celine on my fitted
everytime that i touch the mic n*gga i sh*tted
i’m off the juice and i’m moving to twisted
quil and bubba we move like the littests
is we f*cking or what
ion want p*ssy i just want the top
if we go f*ck then i might fall in love
i put her in prada i know she a sl*t
she throw it back while i’m gripping her b*tt
eye contact got her dripping like uh
she got the ice and she melting with touch
she get nut with the sound of her b*tt like

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