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fbg dutchie – my bitch كلمات اغاني

[intro]
ayy, send that b_tch to go get us some tacos or somethin’, man
yeah
yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy
(well_well, well_well, well_well, it’s gang)

[pre_chorus]
my b_tch bad, ass fat, cheeks go wild like, “ablow”
sippin’ [?], smokin’ gas, diamonds blast like, “kapow”
caught ya ass, hawked ya ass, chalked ya ass, blew ya down
hahaha, f_ckin’ clown, smoke your goofy_ass like a pound
[chorus]
you just mad my b_tch bad
my b_tch that, your b_tch not
your b_tch “ugh,” your b_tch popped
my b_tch dope, you can’t shop
your b_tch broke, my b_tch gwop
my b_tch “d_mn,” your b_tch “taha”
my b_tch crack, your b_tch not
your b_tch trash, my b_tch slide

[verse]
your b_tch “zzz,” your b_tch trash
my b_tch “ooh,” all that ass
your b_tch “aha,” your b_tch lame
my b_tch “ah,” my b_tch “yay”
ayy, ayy, a_okay, huh
yea, that my bae
ayy, ‘cho, get in your bag
matter fact, get on their ass
you just mad i’m that n_gga with that bag, f_ckin’ goofy
get in your bag, flex it up, yeah, i do it, catch it up
put my foot on n_ggas necks, yeah, i had to step it up
steppin’ in the name of love, for that money, dummy, duh
my b_tch smokе, your b_tch smoked
play with me, dumb_ass get smokеd
drippin’ clout, b_tch, i’m soakin’
this bread, keep my toes
where the b_tter?
feel like young when he made “cutta” (uh_yea)
on my brother (uh_yea)
’cause i don’t want no b_tch, i want some money
and i don’t f_ck with these n_ggas, they too funny
you just mad my b_tch, your b_tch really, really shot
firecracker, fourth of july, that b_tch really, really popped
plus, we really with the sh_ts, these n_ggas really, really not
your b_tch sad, your b_tch slidin’
know you blew like a light
my b_tch right, candy_like
that juicy fruit and it’s ripe
fresh, it squeeze, oh geez
she k!lled a ho, rest in peace
give a f_ck ’bout want and needs
all i really want is knees
that money tempt me, new givenchy
squeeze that b_tch ’til it get empty
hit that block, they out there deep
we hit that b_tch, leave that b_tch empty, huh
smoke everything, chimney, huh
i’m bobby, my b_tch whitney, huh
i’m slidin’, my b_tch with me, huh
she ride [?] they hear me, huh
you just mad my b_tch bad, my b_tch that, my b_tch candy
your b_tch “mm,” your b_tch “nah,” you wild as h_ll, on my granny
that’s your bm? y’all a family? boy, you sleep off a xanny
make her eat like a zombie, b_tch, that ho abercrombie, ugh
f_ckin’ n_ggas’ b_tches, no, i really can’t help it
and these b_tches ain’t mine, boy, they everybody else’s
hottest thing on the street, got everybody meltin’
and these b_tches ain’t mine, boy, they everybody else’s, heugh
my b_tch thang
your b_tch gang_gang_gang since potty train
my b_tch redline her thang
your b_tch red line her train
lil’ ho ridin’ full throttle
your ho got it, full swallow
she’ll drink a full bottle
suck a glock out for a hollow, heugh
you just mad, i know you blew
your ho done_done, yeah, she through
she was f_ckin’ foe ‘nem, too (gang)
you sick as h_ll, sis, flu
“who he talkin’ ’bout?” you
b_tch, you thumbs down, boo
money sl!cky, ho’s like pinky
but you know my ‘roll blue
[chorus]
you just mad my b_tch bad
my b_tch that, your b_tch not
your b_tch “ugh,” your b_tch popped
my b_tch dope, you can’t shop
your b_tch broke, my b_tch gwop
my b_tch “d_mn,” your b_tch “taha”
my b_tch crack, your b_tch not
your b_tch trash, my b_tch slide
you just mad my b_tch bad
my b_tch that, your b_tch not
your b_tch “ugh,” your b_tch popped
my b_tch dope, you can’t shop
your b_tch broke, my b_tch gwop
my b_tch “d_mn,” your b_tch “taha”
my b_tch crack, your b_tch not
your b_tch trash, my b_tch slide

- fbg dutchie

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