andrew tate / rubi rose - m4rth lyrics
[intro]
have y’all ever wondered, like, why are femboy booties so f*ckin’ big?
like, it really, like, f*ckin’ intrigues me how big they are (skypefiend)
like, god d*mn, let me go to femboy hooters real quick, let’s go!
[chorus]
this n*gga a fed, this n*gga a fake
i stole b*tches, andrew tate
gettin’ these racks up on my plate, b*tch (i am so f*ckin’ broke)
i’m gettin’ these bands, they comin’ in great
i bought a crib, it’s way out*of*state
and you arе mad because you werе late, b*tch (goofy ahh uncle productions)
go put in the work, it’s hard, i know
i’m totin’ them sticks, not talkin’ ’bout glow
i got the bag, so i gotta go (i’m gonna go buy d*ld*s now)
chrome hearts all over my clothes
my cash is fast, your cash is so slow
my b*tch is so bad, she like rubi rose (can i please suck her toes?)
[verse]
wake up, and it’s time to get started
relationships? nah, n*gga, they parted
this money so dummy, i’m feelin ret* (nah, let me chill with that)
we gettin’ the bag, we gettin’ this dough
they was there when i was down broke
like mario, they are my bros (peach got a fat ass)
switched up, n*gga, f*ck that sh*t
you doin’ the same for a bag of chips
trickshot that b*tch, she get put in a clip (faze up, n*gga)
she not from chi’, but she got the grip
that n*gga a b*tch, he pale like a ritz
and why’s he always on my d*ck?
[bridge]
like, why is he always on my f*ckin’ d*ck? it’s actually, like, insane
like, it’s actually preposterous why he’s always on my d*ck ‘n’ sh*t
like, i’m really f*ckin’ usin’ this advanced english sh*t
like, n*ggas cannot f*ckin’ hold me!
[chorus]
this n*gga a fed, this n*gga a fake
i stole b*tches, andrew tate
gettin’ these racks up on my plate, b*tch (why do i keep lying?)
i’m gettin’ these bands, they comin’ in great
i bought a crib, it’s way out*of*state
and you are mad because you were late, b*tch (i am deadass broke as sh*t)
go put in the work, it’s hard, i know
i’m totin’ them sticks, not talkin’ ’bout glow
i got the bag, so i gotta go (i’m in the trap b*tt booty naked)
chrome hearts all over my clothes
my cash is fast, your cash is so slow
my b*tch is so bad, she like rubi rose (please send me your feet pics, rubi)
[outro]
well, guys
it’s like d*mn near four in the morning when i made this song
y’all gotta respect the grind, ya feel me?
anyways, uh, i love milfs (and big booty latinas!)
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