a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

damedot - bbl lyrics

[intro]
rj always trippin’, man
rj always trippin’, man

[chorus]
touchdown, lil’ n_gga, touchdown (touchdown)
used to want respect, n_gga, it’s a must now (it’s a must)
n_gga rub me the wrong way, he gettin’ gunned down (blaow)
good silence on it, you don’t hear no gun sound
all this water on me got me ’bout to drown (huh, huh)
brazilian b_tt lift, she lookin’ thicker now (mwah)
they done took her titties up, now they ain’t saggin’ down (mwah)
when i walk inside the bar, they don’t even pat me down
[verse]
this b_tch thick as h_ll, but she can’t take no d_ck
you say the dog fire but it can’t take a hit
too much codeine in my bladder, gotta p_ss (too much drank)
my freak b_tch boo’d up, i ain’t gon’ lie, i’m kinda sick (i’m sick)
i’m starin’ in this blender, i can see a bool million
i’m all about my turkey, lil’ b_tch, i’m a pilgrim (beep)
sometimes i be so high, i just be talkin’ to the ceilin’
prayin’, thinkin’ ’bout my sins, askin’ god for forgiveness (woo)
live by the gun, die by that b_tch (die by that b_tch)
on my line talkin’ loose, ’bout to die by the b_tch (by the b_tch)
been betrayed back_to_back, boy, ain’t that ’bout a b_tch? (ain’t that some sh_t?)
two percs from the back, f_cked the tats off a b_tch (ayy, ayy, ayy)
i need me two b_tches with the real sh_ts (mwah, mwah)
yeezys cost me four cents, these the real sh_ts (stockx)
ja sold me a four of red, this the real sh_t (hi_tech)
i can’t love a b_tch at all unless she a real b_tch
tied in, lil’ n_gga, i’m tied in (i’m tied in)
this bookie ain’t from around here, it got flied in (whew)
foreign b_tch look like she belong in thailand
a hundred hundred_dollar bills, that’s a light ten
spend a thousand on some triple s’s, down to nine bands (balenciagas)
im at the islands, porsche cayenne (vroom)
if i take another sip then i’m dyin’ (i’ma die)
get a n_gga head brushed, that’s a diane
glock 23 with look light (look light)
on the bottom, had to ask blood what it look like (what it do?)
what’s the problem? i don’t know, doggy, i don’t feel right (nah)
bring the yapper, i’ll put cheese on the beef (yeah)
pizzapapalis, who want the smoke? if you want it, inhale it (inhale it)
her head sk!lls so deadly (d_mn), goose coat, no pelle (nah)
i asked the b_tch, she ready? she keep askin’ where i’m at (where you at?)
shoot my s_m_n on her back, tell your boyfriend shut up (ayy, f_ck up)
chain dancin’ all in my videos, my sh_t remind me of puff (take that, take that)
play your cards right and you win, baby, this sh_t remind me of tongue (sh_t remind me of tongue)
lil’ b_tch p_ssy so d_mn garbage, this sh_t remind me of junk (garbage)
i can get you whacked and don’t say sh_t, this sh_t remind me of monks (shh)
n_gga
[chorus]
touchdown, lil’ n_gga, touchdown
used to want respect, n_gga, it’s a must now (it’s a must)
n_gga rub me the wrong way, he gettin’ gunned down
good silence on it, you don’t hear no gun sound (woo)
all this water on me got me ’bout to drown (’bout to drown)
brazilian b_tt lift, she lookin’ thicker now (thicker now)
they done took her titties up, now they ain’t saggin’ down
when i walk inside the bar, they don’t pat me down (whew)

- damedot lyrics

كلمات أغنية عشوائية

اهم الاغاني لهذا الاسبوع