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junglepussy - curve 'em كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
lookie, lookie, they looking at us
what they want, what they really want?
who they tryna be? tink g? junglep-ssy?
i don’t even know why you bother

[verse 1: junglep-ssy]
them b-tches in the back but them b-tches stay frontin’
it’s nothing, let a b-tch or n-gga press my b-ttons
stuntin’, looking good cause a b-tch supposed to
i go to all the poppin’ places you don’t know boo
money, getting money like bees get honey
i’m dripping, them n-ggas h-rny, them n-ggas bore me
poppin’, poppin’, but never been corny
b-tch you know my name
junglep-ssy she can’t be tamed
run around, stay away from lames, it’s a shame how b-tches complain
mad at me cause they life mundane, like to party and get l-sty
party and party til the party musty, cabaret home with a cutie, trust me
end of the night, still got my m-th-f-cking money

[hook]
(what they want?)
stay the f-ck up out my lane ho
curving these b-tches like a m-th-f-cking rainbow
riding through the same streets, you looking like the same ho
i’m poppin’, poppin’, poppin’, poppin’ up at every angle

[verse 2: tink]
see i been poppin since papi was popping bottles in public
give your man them temptations as if his name david ruffin
he like my style and my aura, i like his cash and his change
he give me head when i’m aching, that’s like a heavy migraine
these b-tches lighter than feathers, i change it up like the weather
they say i’m sick with this rapping, so tell these rappers get better
i wish these n-ggas stop wishing, they want my line like they fishing
i bought these b-tches, they faking, it’s like they all want auditions
i probably count like thirty cameras when i’m in your city
it’s monkey-see and monkey-do when junglep-ssy with me
these hoes is followers and they don’t need our twitter names
and i can’t roll no strike cause all these goofy b-tches in my lane
but i’m rolling the doobie and tryna get high so i never get tired
curving these b-tches, my money so straight that i never do irons
i pull up and crash your party, call it a high hat
cause b-tch we making that noise from bk way down to the chiraq

[hook]
(what they want?)
stay the f-ck up out my lane ho
curving these b-tches like a m-th-f-cking rainbow
riding through the same streets, you looking like the same ho
i’m popping, popping, popping, popping up at every angle

[verse 3: junglep-ssy]
had b-tches p-ssy poppin’ to my first single
pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it, call it pringles
now why all the dudes i used to like wanna mingle?
they see your girl looking like a flamingo (what the f-ck?)
oh, oh, sip the grigio slow on these hoes
let these n-ggas rub my back, let these b-tches kiss my toes
i keep the haters in the cut along with frenemies and foes
keep that swisher, cancel that dutch, pull that fronto out my clutch
w-ssup, w-ssup?
wanna kick it with me, wanna party with me, wanna polly with me?
tryna get in for free, just my b-tches and me we don’t f-ck with n0body
i do me but they study like a hobby
riding with my b-tches and you know i’m riding shotty
where the papis at, platanos con salami, wear panties
so happy like ashanti, looking like naomi
bad b-tches at my shows, you f-ck n-ggas owe me
see the top get lonely, i don’t really give a f-ck m-th-f-cka come show me
god please protect me from my hoes and my so-called homies
and these whack b-tches wish they know me, any whack b-tches think they know me

- junglepussy

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