lirik lagu black truck – real boston richey
[intro]
uh, uh, uh
you know?
all my b*tches be a reflection of me
i’m too turnt
how you gettin’ money, n*gga? yo’ b*tches don’t even look good
feel me?
uh, uh
[chorus]
i sent the b*tch a black truck, got her slidin’ presidential
project b*tch, i turn her up, she ain’t even got to have pateks
tell her ex n*gga to run it up, we f*ckin’ up at the continental
she want me to f*ck her good then blow a bag, that’s why i’m f*ckin’ with her
if she don’t f*ck me the first night, i’ma make her feel guilty
i gotta keep my pipe just in case they try to steal me
wake up and give her pipe, ain’t arguin’ ’bout no stupid sh*t
i throw a l ’cause she show love and this b*tch too legit
[verse 1]
it’s way too cold out here, i need a b*tch that’s super thick
it ain’t no love out here, can’t f*ck ’round with no stupid b*tch
can’t show no love out here, i’m tired of goin’ through that sh*t
i need a b*tch to have some fun with, i ain’t new to this
black truck the b*tch, talkin’ lamb’ truck the b*tch
she dancin’ on the tooly, i don’t gat f*ck the b*tch
we shoot a movie, i done from the back f*cked the b*tch
make her go and get my name, n*gga, i don’t tat*suck the b*tch
uh, add up my wrist, n*gga
ran up seven figures, got ’em n*ggas sayin’, “i wish, n*gga”
had a talk with myself, i know i played, don’t even diss n*ggas
n*ggas’ll k!ll you ’bout they girl
had to tell ’em, “come get yo’ b*tch, n*gga,” i played it like a rich n*gga
[chorus]
i sent the b*tch a black truck, got her slidin’ presidential
project b*tch, i turn her up, she ain’t even got to have pateks
tell her ex n*gga to run it up, we f*ckin’ up at the continental
she want me to f*ck her good then blow a bag, that’s why i’m f*ckin’ with her
if she don’t f*ck me the first night, i’ma make her feel guilty
i gotta keep my pipe just in case they try to steal me
wake up and give her pipe, ain’t arguin’ ’bout no stupid sh*t
i throw a l ’cause she show love and this b*tch too legit
[verse 2]
all b*tches like to drive in black trucks (uh*uh)
uppin’ up my price and ran my tax up (uh*uh)
f*ck a n*gga b*tch ’cause i don’t give a f*ck
when i meet a rich b*tch, don’t give my pimpin’ up (uh)
i go to jail, then, it’s f*ck it, i get my visits up
i got smoke with the whole city, i got the tension up
n*ggas say they ridin’ with me, but n*ggas b*tchin’ up
now, his b*tch slidin’ with me ’cause she don’t get them digits up
[chorus]
i sent the b*tch a black truck, got her slidin’ presidential
project b*tch, i turn her up, she ain’t even got to have pateks
tell her ex n*gga to run it up, we f*ckin’ up at the continental
she want me to f*ck her good then blow a bag, that’s why i’m f*ckin’ with her
if she don’t f*ck me the first night, i’ma make her feel guilty
i gotta keep my pipe just in case they try to steal me
wake up and give her pipe, ain’t arguin’ ’bout no stupid sh*t
i throw a l ’cause she show love and this b*tch too legit
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