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bfb da packman, babyfxce e & baby kia - sticky business كلمات أغنية

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[intro: baby kia & bfb da packman]
y’ello, y’ello, hahaha
y’ello
let’s get right, caasi
(i’m so proud of you, caasi)
know what the f_ck goin’ on
he can’t run if he wanted to (yeah)

[chorus: bfb da packman]
ayy, i’m a solid n_gga (yeah), i don’t do sticky business
bought my bae a birkin just so i can hide the bl!cky in it (boom)
gettin’ money with the palestinians, i’m sick of n_ggas (yeah)
run up on me wrong, you gon’ get hit with the duh_duh_duh_duh (boom_boom_boom_boom_boom_boom_boom_boom_boom)
i’ma get to flashin’
n_ggas don’t respect you ’til you out here puttin’ belt to asses (yeah)
doin’ one_fifty in the ‘cat, n_gga almost crashed it (skrrt)
ridin’ with a ghetto bougie b_tch who let me flip her taxes

[verse 1: baby kia]
haha, wow, she let mе flip her taxes
i’m in the maybach truck with thirty, i’m still droppin’ ashеs
corey jump out the vue with a drac’, better move, we don’t give out passes
better ask lil’ bro, he was just in the way, he got grazed, now he wear glasses
he died, we don’t know what happened
pull up kia soul and get active
he keep tryna hide behind that ho, it’s okay, i’ma kidnap your papa
b_tch, i’m outside, me and my pole solo without no smacker
the other day, upped drac’ on bro, forgot i was a rapper
[chorus: bfb da packman]
ayy, i’m a solid n_gga (yeah), i don’t do sticky business
bought my bae a birkin just so i can hide the bl!cky in it (boom)
gettin’ money with the palestinians, i’m sick of n_ggas (yeah)
run up on me wrong, you gon’ get hit with the duh_duh_duh_duh (boom_boom_boom_boom_boom_boom_boom_boom_boom)
i’ma get to flashin’
n_ggas don’t respect you ’til you out here puttin’ belt to asses (yeah)
doin’ one_fifty in the ‘cat, n_gga almost crashed it (skrrt)
ridin’ with a ghetto bougie b_tch who let me flip her taxes

[verse 2: bfb da packman]
hmm_hmm, y’ello (boom), i’m in cleveland sellin’ topside (top)
wock’ll turn a yellow fanta redder than a stop sign (wock’)
toxic ’cause i only f_ck with hoes that give me thot vibes (woo)
my brother daddy used to beat my mama, then his pops died (y’ello, boom_boom_boom_boom_boom_boom_boom)
hmm, it was a clean murder
in michigan, we don’t go to doctor visits, we just drink vernors (yeah)
baby kia, babyfxce, and pack left the beat murdered (yeah)
put that fire on a n_gga ass like a seat burner (boom_boom_boom_boom_boom_boom_boom)
while we at it, b_tch, free thug
my ex left me, now she walkin’ ’round with some beat uggs (y’ello)
potty_mouth pack, not for my hygiene, b_tch, i drink mud (y’ello)
get a n_gga whacked while i’m chillin’, gettin’ my feet done

[chorus: bfb da packman & babyfxce e]
ayy, i’m a solid n_gga (yeah), i don’t do sticky business
bought my bae a birkin just so i can hide the bl!cky in it (boom)
gettin’ money with the palestinians, i’m sick of n_ggas (yeah)
run up on me wrong, you gon’ get hit with the duh_duh_duh_duh (boom_boom_boom_boom_boom_boom_boom_boom_boom)
i’ma get to flashin’
n_ggas don’t respect you ’til you out here puttin’ belt to asses (yeah)
doin’ one_fifty in the ‘cat, n_gga almost crashed it (yeah, skrrt)
ridin’ with a ghetto bougie b_tch who let me flip her taxes (b_tch)
[verse 3: babyfxce e]
he swear he got a trigger finger, let’s see who sh_t the fastest
he posted his ho and now she gone, we turned his b_tch to magic
thought i was finna slide down in the ‘cat, i pushed up in the caddy
just caught a n_gga lackin’, i was so happy, feel like i touched the grammys
don’t do that cliquin’ up sh_t, n_gga, i only trust the family
my b_tch bougie and she fancy, all her cups is stanleys
huh, and i be pourin’ drank in ’em
if it’s up, i’ll let you know, bro, it’s too hard to fake with n_ggas, huh
thirty in my pocket, look like i got a stapler in it
if i pull up on the side, you better hope i’m racin’ with you
arp got guiders, that b_tch really taper n_ggas
he crashin’ out ’bout hoes like we ain’t already break them b_tches (b_tch)

[chorus: bfb da packman]
ayy, i’m a solid n_gga (yeah), i don’t do sticky business
bought my bae a birkin just so i can hide the bl!cky in it (boom)
gettin’ money with the palestinians, i’m sick of n_ggas (yeah)
run up on me wrong, you gon’ get hit with the duh_duh_duh_duh (boom_boom_boom_boom_boom_boom_boom_boom_boom)
i’ma get to flashin’
n_ggas don’t respect you ’til you out here puttin’ belt to asses (yeah)
doin’ one_fifty in the ‘cat, n_gga almost crashed it (skrrt)
ridin’ with a ghetto bougie b_tch who let me flip her taxes

[outro: bfb da packman]
ridin’ with a ghetto bougie b_tch who let me flip her taxes
n_ggas don’t respect you ’til you out here puttin’ belt to asses

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