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brooke candy - das me lyrics
uh yo yo what up it’s brooke candy
mother f-cking freaky princess
brooke rap style is the queen of italy
amount of candy, the price is right
double d’s, these are real t-tties
lady t-h-c, betty blow
hoodrat drew barrymore
i’m repin’ f-g mob all day
mother f-cking f-ggots taking over the industry
mother f-cking f-ggots running the world
i’m a super b-tch, i f-ck it up, i do this sh-t
you say that i’m a sl-t
it ain’t your business who i’m f-cking with
a dude could f-ck 3 b-tches and they’d say that he’s the man
but i get it in with twins, she’s a wh-r-
that’s what they saying
it’s time to take the back “sl-t” is now a compliment
a s-xy–ss female who running sh-t and confident
lady who on top of it, a female with a s-x drive
lyrically don’t f-ck with me, the greatest in the world
live living on my p-ssy, all my ladies let me hear you
i’m a ceo, dream girl, drug dealer
real just like my t-tties you can even cop a feel-a
finger licking good, treat my p-ssy like a meal-a
talk about my t-t size i need to see your d-ck size
show me what you’re working with i better win a big prize
next time they call you a sl-t
brooke candy tell you not to give a f-ck
[hook:]
all the dudes wiggle your d-cks for brooke candy
all the hoes jiggle your t-ts for brooke candy
if you gotta blunt, b-tch don’t let it p-ss me
looking for the realest b-tch? tell the world
das me
tell ’em thats me,, tell ’em tell ’em das me
tell ’em thats me,, tell ’em tell ’em das me
looking for the realest b-tch? tell the world
das me
tell ’em thats me,, tell ’em tell ’em das me
eh i’m coming back in
i could kill a b-tch man, i’m so f-cking crazy
gotta gun, to your dome, foaming mouth rabies
baby that’s some real sh-t, i’m a mob boss
take a knife to your d-ck, i’m a cut your f-cking loss
don’t say a word, put the money in the bag
i’m a tie you up b-tch, yeah i like it when you gag
don’t try nothing funny, b-tch i came for the money
i’m a rascally rabbit, rap game bugs bunny
trust no ho b-tches out to get ya
staring at me so hard you need to take a picture
it’ll last longer you’re so f-cking late
it’s easy for you talking sh-t from that far away
i’m on top of the world i’m on top of the game
they don’t show me respect they best remember the name
brooke candy, the haters love to doubt me
candy is my name but there’s nothing sweet about me
[hook]
f-g mob killing sh-t
brooke candy realest sh-t
tight tw-t
white hot
feel this sh-t
feel this sh-t
gotta blunt
roll it up
liquor store
hold it up
uzi in my hand b-tch
blow it up
blow it up
[x2]
[hook]
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