bedstuy - sixbill lyrics
[chorus]
put the ‘k inside her dress, okay, let’s do it (let’s do it)
got check, rocks and kicks, okay, let’s do it (let’s do it)
got so many eyes on me, they watchin’ me move (watchin’ me move)
f*ck [?] that b*tch maybach, b*tch, i’m crusin’
[post*chorus]
look at them eyes, that’s how they lose
boys ain’t makin’ no move (makin’ no move)
i might [?] ‘wood, them wanna feel like boosie
i’m shootin’, i’m wearin’ boots
i’m in a bad mood, f*ck it, i’m buyin’ gucci
you can’t buy a [?]
big bro make me laugh and its fat as f*ck, i might as well call it (tss, yeah)
[verse]
she touches the sky (sky), she wanna get high (get high)
she bring that fire (bring that fire), this b*tch wanna ride (ridе)
i cannot hang no more, gotta things to do, gotta break a count
they wanna gеt around me, [?] lil’ bro i won’t pay for clowns
[?] my pants, b*tch, margiela
i get my earring and rick jeans, you go ahead and k!ll it
go ahead do what you do, huh, i just tryna tell you
i spend thousands and racks at dover, when i fell that i’m don’t fell it
we are not the same, pop that whip, go [?]
and since i’m in bedstuy, i keep it [?]
might i f*ck that b*tch and i go ghost, i pull a frame
maybach got a curtain, outside [?] like [?]
[chorus]
put the ‘k inside her dress, okay, let’s do it (let’s do it)
got check, rocks and kicks, okay, let’s do it (let’s do it)
got so many eyes on me, they watchin’ me move (watchin’ me move)
f*ck [?] that b*tch maybach, b*tch, i’m crusin’
[post*chorus]
look at them eyes, that’s how they lose
boys ain’t makin’ no move (makin’ no move)
i might [?] ‘wood, them wanna feel like boosie
i’m shootin’, i’m wearin’ boots
i’m in a bad mood, f*ck it, i’m buyin’ gucci
you can’t buy a [?]
big bro make me laugh and its fat as f*ck, i might as well call it (tss, yeah)
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