My Bitch Trippin
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Boss money Hello? Where you at? Bitch dont worry bout where i'm at Where yo weird ass at? Please leave your message for 209 My bitch trippin i might fuck her best friend huh That head good i might do that shit again huh Bitches know i'm trife know i aint trap aint living right Ima type a nigga come thru and lay pipe Big hood bitch fat ass big tits Love to ride dick i told her spit on my shit Come through walk a molly,(Back) She gon come fuck everybody She gon blame it on the liquor I don't blame her she a thottie, (G - Man) I got a bad ass bitch who love to ride dick and talk shit Nails done, hair done, and she dumb thick She getting paid i ain't looking for no bum bitch But it's a fee for the D, bitch its dope dick I'm from the T, we keep a fat low bitch South stockin' in my niggas bitch we locked in All gas, no breaks, ain't no stop in Man you broke ass niggas aint really rockin' The game hit the bitch, she was really boppin' Glizzy hoe 30 betta let the stock in Fuck nigga, dont test me cause im knocked in Free my nigga out the slim that been rockin' Aye im tryna eat a mill, i been plottin' I don't need no handouts, i been grinding Let me show you how to do it, big timing Let me show you how to do it, big rhyming My bitch trippin i might fuck her best friend huh That head good i might do that shit again huge Bitches know i'm trife know i aint trap aint living right Ima type a nigga come thru and lay pipe Big hood bitch fat ass big tits Love to ride dick i told her spit on my shit Come through walk a molly She gon come fuck everybody, She gon blame it on the liquor i don't blame her she a thottie Ima love you for the night baby get it roughin' Big mac with the sauce, call me mc lovin All my niggas off the app, we dont do the tussin' And i gotta keep it on me, I don't do the tussin' Ouu, bitch i thought you knew Im only here for the night, I aint fuckin with you And i only hit yo line cause you fucking the crew Fucking the crew Aye, 2 cannons on me nigga like a blast toy And i never take these chains cause i cash for em I was just a lil nigga with no dad huh Now my daughter and these bitches call me dad huh She said her nigga hella broke like sad drag huh I said bitch get off yo ass, get that bag huh I said bitch get off ya ass, hit that trap huh Boss money what im getting thats a fact huh My bitch trippin i might fuck her best friend huh That head good i might do that shit again huh Bitches know i'm trife know i aint trap aint living right Ima type a nigga come thru and lay pipe Big hood bitch fat ass big tits Love to ride dick I told her spit on my shit Come through walk a molly She gon come fuck everybody She gon blame it on the liquor I don't blame her she a thottie Course i like hoes that like hoes Turn my main bitch to a dyke hoe Me and my money kickin' it i got that taekwondo Trapping outta her condo, so i can ball like Rondo Snitching on my M's nigga, yo ass will get John Doe I mean toe jams on that big toe, 30 clips in that pistol Bitch, hoe, 30 we got more 15 than geico Fuck around with no broke nigga Dont fuck around with no broke hoe Dang yo pussy fat, let me high five yo camel toe Im a dog, im triffin',ratchet bitches I'm pipin' Classy bitches im wifin' other bitches one night them Bitch niggas who like them My niggas we blown Down with that chop, nigga keep 30 making that 4.50 And im wildin out with this hammer Make you dance like hammer Shout out to them bloods, yeah that red flag bandana Stuntin is a hobby, like im D Banner Nigga most my hoes black and white like fur on a panda My bitch trippin i might fuck her best friend (huh) That head good i might do that shit again (huh) Bitches know i'm trife know i aint trap aint living right Ima type a nigga come thru and lay pipe Big hood bitch fat ass big tits Love to ride dick i told her spit on my shit Come through walk a molly She gon come fuck everybody She gon blame it on the liquor I don't blame her she a thottie Boss Money
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Song Details
- Duration
- 03:47
- Key
- 1
- Tempo
- 95 BPM