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nhb (feat. riiper) - underdawgbuju lyrics

i’m making my side be jealous
prada kicks and perry ellis
i play with that money no fetish
ain’t sh*t that a n*gga can tell us
if a n*gga push up, i press
f*ck a salad lil boy i be dressing
feel like fauni lil boy who you testing
no holds barred on that b*tch like we wrestling
no holds barred on that b*tch like we wrestling
no holds barred on that b*tch like we wrestling
no holds barred on that b*tch like we wrestling
no holds barred on that b*tch like we wrestling
slat slat slat slat
no holds barred on that b*tch like we wrestling
no holds barred on that b*tch like we wrestling
no holds barred on that b*tch like wе wrestling
i just popped mf a tesla, gеt active
why these p*ssy ass hoe tryna test me? think my new ho be making her jealous
jus watching how you moving lil n*gga don’t be reckless
all that talking
all that talking online don’t impress me
you gotta pull up, show me you bout it
i bet this lil p*ssy ain’ ever caught a body
perfect timing
the beat got perfect timing, i just gotta put that lil cherry on top
i don’t stress bout sh*t, i’m having
i said perfect timing
ima need my sh*t, return my stuff
playing with my money is fetish enough
so i think i’m over these freaky b*tches
i swear i got swag, i’m a walking ticket
i’m making my side be jealous
prada kicks and perry ellis
i play with that money no fetish
ain’t sh*t that a n*gga can tell us
if a n*gga push up, i press
f*ck a salad lil boy i be dressing
feel like fauni lil boy who you testing
no holds barred on that b*tch like we wrestling
no holds barred on that b*tch like we wrestling
no holds barred on that b*tch like we wrestling
no holds barred on that b*tch like we wrestling
no holds barred on that b*tch like we wrestling
slat slat slat slat
no holds barred on that b*tch like we wrestling
no holds barred on that b*tch like we wrestling
no holds barred on that b*tch like we wrestling
no holds barred on that b*tch i’m stretching
gotta show me some sh*t stop flexing
my new b*tch can’t be mad at my ex b*tch
cause she stunning on her like an expert
crazy b*tches love me i don’t know why
when i stand on the gaup i’m a tall guy
and the bentley mulsanne got the frog eyes
did my b*tch make you mad i apologize
all my b*tches be real life crazy
in a merc like i’m driving ms daisy
off the drop i’m way too lazy
but i still treat a hoe like a lady
it’s a threesome next door not party
and my real life idol jeff hardy
told that bih bring a friend don’t be tardy
this a bartier this not a carti
i’m making my side be jealous
prada kicks and perry ellis
i play with that money no fetish
ain’t sh*t that a n*gga can tell us
if a n*gga push up, i press
f*ck a salad lil boy i be dressing
feel like fauni lil boy who you testing
no holds barred on that b*tch like we wrestling
no holds barred on that b*tch like we wrestling
no holds barred on that b*tch like we wrestling
no holds barred on that b*tch like we wrestling
no holds barred on that b*tch like we wrestling
slat slat slat slat
no holds barred on that b*tch like we wrestling
no holds barred on that b*tch like we wrestling
no holds barred on that b*tch like we wrestling

- underdawgbuju lyrics

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