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Sanatçı: Justis Bratt

albüm: SPOILED BRATT


Long hair, pretty skin
Bitches mad, yeah
Long hair, pretty skin
Bitches sad, yeah
Long hair, pretty skin
Bitches mad, yeah
This shit I demand
Put the bag in my hand
Hips expand
Booty on fat like trans
Bet he wanna smack like Chan
Face acute
Hips obtuse
Kickback stay on Bruce
Nigga I got that juice
Want my cat in his hat like Seuss
Nigga I do bite back recluse
If you ain't got them bands, sir
Please speak to my hand, sir
Doe eyed like he prancer
Can't take no for an answer
Make me reprimand, sir
Spread you thin like cancer
Bitch, I go
You unknown
Crеdit on black like panther
Waist so teenie, huh
Body likе a genie, huh
Niggas wanna see me, huh
Bitches wanna be me, huh
I got what you needy, huh
Sauce on fettuccini, huh
If you got that greenie, huh
Then we can get to steamy, huh
Long hair, pretty skin
Bitches mad, yeah
Long hair, pretty skin
Bitches mad, yeah
Bitches lag, yeah
Your new whip from last year
Step aside I passed, yeah
Won't you get a bag, yeah
I'm that bitch you cannot date
I'm that bitch you can't relate
I'm that bitch that if you snitch
My niggas will decapitate
I'm that bitch with real estate
I'm that bitch you really hate
I'm that bitch, I wear a stitch
Then all you will assimilate
Hit it
Think you gon' take my spot, come get it
Play no games hop, hop, I'm with it
And a bitch real hip hop, I spit it
If I want a deal better know I get it
If I get a stack my team I split it
Throw that ass down, yeah, bitch I split it
Bitch, I hit it
Bitch, I get it, get it, get it, get it
See me in your screeny, huh
Rocking balencini, huh
Kicks on Zinediji, drip on Fiji
Try to beat me, huh
Wrist I keep on gleamy, huh
Neck on Aquafini, huh
I get that Gardini
Make it flippy like Latinina
Long hair, pretty skin
Bitches mad, yeah
Long hair, pretty skin
Bitches mad, yeah
Bitches lag, yeah
Move aside I passed, yeah
Your new whip from last year
Won't you get a bag, yeah
Yeah, uh
Long hair, pretty skin
Bitches mad, yeah
Long hair, pretty skin
Bitches mad, yeah
Bitches mad sheer
I just tip my cashier
That new whip I crashed, yeah
Won't you get a bag, yeah
All they do is follow
Bitches love the e.g
Yapping through the hollows
But they never see me
I am at the top floor
Dressed up in the DG
If they wanna talk though
Gotta pay my call fee
Long hair, pretty skin
Bitches mad, yeah
Long hair, pretty skin
Bitches mad, yeah
Bitches lag, yeah
Move aside I passed, yeah
Your new whip from last year
Won't you get a bag, yeah
Long hair, pretty skin
Bitches mad, yeah
Long hair, pretty skin
Bitches mad, yeah
Bitches sad, yeah
Might revive you career
I just up my price dear
Won't you get a bag, yeah
Long hair, pretty skin
Bitches mad, yeah
Long hair, pretty skin
Bitches mad, yeah
Bitches mad, yeah
Bitches mad, yeah
Bitches mad, yeah
Bitches mad, yeah

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