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vogue - suriboi lyrics

[chorus]
b*tch built like doja cat
ride her, she my h*llcat
we be lyin’ on racks
and if she throw it back
i’ll blow her back
f*ck her like a p*rnstar
turn her into a ghost, snapchat
poppin’ pills, they tic*tacs
and i just can’t keep track
so i ain’t callin’ that b*tch back
real carbon, no fake wraps
real g’s, no fake racks

[bridge]
can’t say the same about these hoes (back to back)
all that silicone, their fake ass

[verse 1: suriboi]
she got that blood on her tongue, she a demon
i guess that’s why i f*ckin’ called her back
she my demon, she remind me of doja cat
pretty emo b*tch with a fat ass
eat the p*ssy up like a big mac
she suck on this pipe, call her mario
i hop on this joint like i’m chris pratt
you don’t even know what it’s like to f*ckin’ hit that
[verse 2: suriboi]
hop on this joint like i’m chris pratt
i pass her a twelve pack
throw ’em a kit*kat
i kickback the kickstand
on my rolls*royce truck where i hit that
she want the stars, i fix that
she going to h*ll, triple six tat

[verse 3: welo]
yeah face b*tch under the belt, yeah
i made hermès today, okay
i ain’t f*ck like that, you know what it is
young welo did it again
yeah, fly sh*t, london type sh*t
that b*tch, she ain’t bad

[verse 4: welo]
aye, she ain’t f*ck with me
he think he tuff, he got no stick
he think he tuff, he got no b*tch
wanna f*ck with us? alright
aye lil b*tch, let me pop my sh*t
yeah bodies on the floor
then you know i’ve k!lled some sh*t
hey, asking for my number
tell that b*tch i ain’t have sh*t
she wanna ride with us
she wanna look like this
yeah stupid lil b*tch

- suriboi lyrics

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