ok ok ok - ambjaay lyrics
ay it cost to live like this you hear me
all this drip on me b*tch pull the cameras out
i got a list full of things i’m finna cross them out
i’m the main topic b*tch i’m who they talk about
big bands in my pocket i’m finna walk it out
a she gone make it clap ok ok
yeah we be throwing racks ok ok
i wanna hit it from the back ok ok
i be dripping like that ok ok
yeah get out your feelings shake that b*tch make them titties bounce wit it
hundreds and fifties big ole bitties
man her p*ssy ain’t for every
body she stingy
blow them bands for the day i’m wit it
big ass cute face she different
man hеr p*ssy wet like the pacific
my b*tch a dimе yours a penny know the difference
ima hit her spot she creaming a lot
drop it like it’s hot we put a beam on a opp
you love me or not if not kick rocks
big uchies i got bands in a ziplock
wet coochie
she gone f*ck me till i can’t stop
ima foolie
she like d*mn jaay you do a lot
i been told n*ggas it cost to live like this
i been told n*ggas y’all can’t drop like this
she like d*mn jaay i never had d*ck like this
bleed the scene in the dolces i tip so quick
ain’t nothing to a youngan i took your b*tch
how many dimes do i got i got hits on hits
all this drip on me b*tch pull the cameras out
i got a list full of things i’m finna cross them out
i’m the main topic b*tch i’m who they talk about
big bands in my pocket i’m finna walk it out
a she gone make it clap ok ok
yeah we be throwing racks ok ok
i wanna hit it from the back ok ok
i be dripping like that ok ok
my knees hurt for carrying all this good d*ck
take a pic wit some bands look how i look b*tch
chopstick take his soul i wish he would trip
coby white her ass i ain’t got time for the bullsh*t
she got a whole lot of ass but no brain cells
if the bag ain’t right then oh well
she tried to cuff but that one time it didn’t go well
she threw the p*ssy at me i one hand it like odell
what is that i think i heard the p*ssy talking
i just blammed this lil b*tch i got the p*ssy farting
she a light skin but like dark remy martin
got her side missing on a milk carton
all this drip on me b*tch pull the cameras out
i got a list full of things i’m finna cross them out
i’m the main topic b*tch i’m who they talk about
big bands in my pocket i’m finna walk it out
a she gone make it clap ok ok
yeah we be throwing racks ok ok
i wanna hit it from the back ok ok
i be dripping like that ok ok
ay it cost to live like this you hear me
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