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blac chyna - doom كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: blac chyna]
he call me his baby, his lil boosie, i’m like, “wipe me down”
as soon as i say, “do it”, he get to it, i’m excited now
foreign in it sitting in six digits how we ride around
money all that talk don’t make a sound
broke hoe quiet down
shut it up
get a good stretch in, now run it up, uh
sh_tting on a weak b_tch life
i don’t want y’all advice, not none, you ain’t done enough
and i know for sure, you know, you ain’t got enough either
having these racks is such a reliever
bet i’m get me a check and i’m pressing diors, on these hoеs necks and they won’t get a brеather

[chorus: blac chyna & asian doll]
b_tch if i was you, i’d hate me too (hoe, lil’ b_tch, uh)
b_tch if i was you, i’d hate me too (i get it)
b_tch if i was you, i’d hate me too (b_tch, i)
b_tch if i was you then i’d probably hate my fine ass too
pulling up looking like, “ooh, ah”
and y’all look like, “boo, uh”
b_tch this sh_t what i do, uh
don’t act brand new
i be pulling up looking like, “ooh”
now the question is who is you? (the f_ck?)
b_tch if i was you then i’d probably hate my fine ass too (ayy, ayy)
[verse 2: asian doll]
b_tch i’d hate me to (uh_huh)
got a rich side n_gga and a main n_gga too
gotta buy a new body, if you calling me boo (uh_huh)
dope boy gang bang
slurp the p_ssy like a soup (uh_huh)
big body benz, hoes crying in the coupe (coupe)
b_tch them stars in this roof (roof)
that n_gga lie once, then he through (the f_ck? goodbye)
he buy me gucci for this coochie (this coochie)
you ain’t talking money, lil’ b_tch, don’t say it (shh, shh)
versace sheet, spread on my bed (uh_huh)
he lay me down and give me head (he do)
he do what i say like simon says
i’m a bad lil’ b_tch, leave a n_gga on read (uh_huh)
shawty tweak, poppin meds (gone)
p_ssy poppin’ on his leg
i like them n_ggas with them dreads (uh_huh)

[chorus: blac chyna]
b_tch if i was you, i’d hate me too (hoe, lil’ b_tch, uh)
b_tch if i was you, i’d hate me too (i get it)
b_tch if i was you, i’d hate me too (b_tch, i)
b_tch if i was you then i’d probably hate my fine ass too
pulling up looking like, “ooh, ah”
and y’all look like, “boo, uh”
b_tch this sh_t what i do, uh
don’t act brand new
i be pulling up looking like, “ooh”
now the question is who is you?
b_tch if i was you then i’d probably hate my fine ass too
[verse 2: blac chyna]
now that i think about it
b_tch if i was you i’d probably hate the bad b_tch that i see when i’m looking at me too
so f_ck it, i ain’t even mad
baby, go get you a bag
i promise it’ll make you feel different
you should go get you some real business
and stay the f_ck up outta mine, hoe
this b_tch here a hustler
i could find ben franklin under a blind fold
back_back and let a b_tch get her shine on
these vvs not no rhinestones
exotic car with the striker sittin’ underneath and that’s all that we slide on
make me some money then make some more after that
promise that’s all on my mind though

- blac chyna

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