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all i wanna be - seemar lyrics

[chorus]
percocets and perfect s*x and private jets and bad b*tches
bad b*tches—i love bad b*tches, i love bad b*tches
savages, roll with savages, they keep eyes on you
planning it, we was planning the f*cking drop on you
money on the road—what you want, hoe?
you want gold or rose gold for ya?
never home alone no more, always got a couple hoes goin’ there
i would hit l.a. for ya so fast with no layover
she wanna know what i’m made of
b*tch, just know i’m made for ya
money on the road—what you want, hoe?
you want gold or rose gold for ya?
never home alone no more, always got a couple hoes goin’ there
i can’t go lower than i already chose to go for ya
she a titty*shower, i pull up, she start to f*cking show ’em

[verse 1]
i’m ’bout my green, that yoda
put six in the soda—no hangover
said she coming over
b*tch, i’m not even home, i’m in f*cking europe
six up in the soda, i’m tryna sip until i’m f*cking bloated
i just hit this hoe in minnesota—i feel like the coldest
half a thousand on a single f*cking pair of jeans
she so f*cking bad, might buy her prada and celine
six up in the soda, young motherf*cker geeked
she wanna f*ck on video, wanna f*ck up on the stream
[verse 2]
i’m the type to f*ck up that lil white hoe’s self*esteem
i’m the type to whip that b*tch so fast the tires scream
i’m the type to f*ck your b*tch so good that p*ssy cream
i’m the type to pull up, diamonds white like mr. clean

[bridge]
geek, geek, geek, hoe—geek, geek, geek
that’s all i wanna be—i mean, that’s all i wanna do
i’m high as sh*t—hi, how are you?
i’m high as sh*t—hi, how are you?

[chorus]
percocets and perfect s*x and private jets and bad b*tches
bad b*tches—i love bad b*tches, i love bad b*tches
savages, roll with savages—we some savages
what you want, girl—the yellow or the rose?
what you want, girl—the yellow or the rose?
i’m the type to f*ck around and get both
i’m the type to f*ck around and get both
i’m the type to put a hoe up in celine
i’m the type to put a hoe up on a boat
what you want, shorty—is it yellow or the rose?
what you want, shorty—is it yellow or the rose?

[outro]
i’m ’bout my green, that yoda
put six in the soda—no hangover
said she coming over
b*tch, i’m not even home, i’m in f*cking europe
six up in the soda, i’m tryna sip until i’m f*cking bloated
i just hit this hoe in minnesota—i feel like the coldest
half a thousand on a single f*cking pair of jeans
she so f*cking bad, might buy her prada and celine
six up in the soda, young motherf*cker geeked

- seemar lyrics

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