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mak sauce - bando beaters كلمات الأغنية

[intro: mak sauce]
mak sauce, brrr
yes!
brrr (mak)

[pre_chorus: mak sauce]
i’m all in her mouth, how dreamy, please (brr)
double cup, baby, codeine me, please (yes)
grrr (bah, bah)
holdin’ that bar, krispy kreme me, please (woo)
shoot his ass up got him to show the links (yes)
took out the coke ’cause i know they gon’ need it (brr)
brr, brr, brr, brr (bah)
headshot, now i got blood on my sneakers (woo)
wife got a rocket, pocket too
pull out the glock, if he pop, i’ma pop it too (bah, bah)
doggystyle f_ck her, she callin’ me scooby doo (ah)
you go there right now, boy, tell me what you will do (ah)

[chorus: mak sauce]
beat up the bando (yes)
beat up the bando
beat up the, beat up the bando (brr, uh, yes)
beat up the bando (yes, brr)
beat up the bando (brr)
beat up the, beat up the bando (brr, yes)
beat up the bando (yes)
beat up the, beat up the bando (brr)
beat up the, beat up the bando (brr)
beat up the bando (yes)
beat up the, beat up the bando (yes)
beat up the, beat up the bando
[verse 1: mak sauce]
you cannot cope, got ’em scratchin’, and feindin’ (yes)
sippin’ codeine, got me leanin’ on sleepin’ (yes)
i seen that big booty, you know that i squeeze it (woo)
bah, bah, i leave that boy bleedin’ (gllrt)
you need a brick that’ll hit up the hotspot (ah)
all red coupe, backseats, and a droptop (skrrt)
popped out, and pop, make that p_ssy boy hopscotch (wah)
no poptart, but if you tart, get your drop popped (bah, gllrt)
we ride in front, it ain’t no more than potluck
hop out the coupe thirty deep, where my sl_ts at?
f_ck n_gga paid, he get cooked up like pasta (gllrt)
brr (bah, bah), i pop at you and your papa (bah)
i servin’ chicken, b_tch, just like i’m popeyes (yes)
doughnut in the whip make that lil’ b_tch go [?] (yes)
turkey smith, that made a lil’ n_gga catch that (yes)
gllrt, yes! catch that

[pre_chorus: mak sauce]
all in her mouth, how dreamy, please
double cup, baby, codeine me, please
grrr (bah, bah)
holdin’ that bar, krispy kreme me, please
shoot his ass up got him to show the links
took out the coke ’cause i know they gon’ need it
brr, brr, brr, brr (bah)
headshot, now i got blood on my sneakers (ow)
wife got a rocket, pocket too
pull out the glock, if he pop, i’ma pop it too (bah, bah)
doggystyle f_ck her, she callin’ me scooby doo (woo)
you go there right now, boy, tell me what you will do
[chorus: mak sauce & lil baby]
beat up the bando (yes)
beat up the bando
beat up the, beat up the bando (brr, uh, yes)
beat up the bando (yes, brr)
beat up the bando (brr)
beat up the, beat up the bando (brr, yes, baby)
beat up the bando (yes)
beat up the, beat up the bando (brr)
beat up the, beat up the bando (brr)
beat up the bando (baby, yes)
beat up the, beat up the bando (yes)
beat up the, beat up the bando

[verse 2: lil baby]
break up the bando
i like ’em lit when he play for orlando (uh_huh)
i had bought drip and i’m dressed out in camo (camo)
these valentinos, f_ck them, who get no
shout out my mama, she ain’t raised no ho (no ho)
everywhere i go i got that pole (that pole)
who want smoke with us? (with us)
bought my b_tch a rover truck
you can come and get a loan from us (come and get it)
diamonds, kush, to clear, you take the seal (seal)
run outta bullets and add ’em to him (him, him)
blue on my trousers, they know i’m a crip (crip, crip)
disrespect me, n_gga, bet you get flipped (get flipped)
louis vuitton, supreme on my hip
real gangsta, ain’t no rings on my lip
i ain’t no b_tch, ain’t no ho’s in my notes (ho’s)
no disrespect to 2pac
but i’m ridin’ ’round with two glocks
hundred thousand dollar shoebox
thuggin’ air force 1’s and gold socks
yeah, i had the hood on the block (oh)
yeah, i gave it all i got (yeah)
yeah, i bought my b_tch a new watch (watch)
ain’t no buckets, screamin’, “f_ck the cops”
[pre_chorus: mak sauce]
i’m all in her mouth, how dreamy, please
double cup, baby, codeine me, please
grrr (bah, bah)
holdin’ that bar, krispy kreme me, please
shoot his ass up got him to show the links
took out the coke ’cause i know they gon’ need it
brr, brr, brr, brr (bah)
headshot, now i got blood on my sneakers (ow)
wife got a rocket, pocket too
pull out the glock, if he pop, i’ma pop it too (bah, bah)
doggystyle f_ck her, she callin’ me scooby doo (woo)
you go there right now, boy, tell me what you will do

[chorus: mak sauce]
beat up the bando (oh, yes)
beat up the bando
beat up the, beat up the bando (brr, uh, yes)
beat up the bando (oh_oh, yes, brr)
beat up the bando (brr)
beat up the, beat up the bando (oh, brr, yes)
beat up the bando (oh, yes)
beat up the, beat up the bando (brr)
beat up the, beat up the bando (brr)
beat up the bando (yes)
beat up the, beat up the bando (oh, yes)
beat up the, beat up the bando (oh, ow)

- mak sauce

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