bob - armani west lyrics
[intro]
mani monana, b*tch
[chorus]
pretty*pretty*pretty*pretty as f*ck and you b*tches is not
like fairly, you b*tches is odd
like look at your hair, like look at that f*ck ass bob
b*tch is a mess, such a slob
i’m fish, she giving the blob
i don’t know why all these b*tches be talking ’bout me
when i’m eating them right off the cob, f*ck
[verse 1]
yes, i’m a saint, but i’m not your regular b*tch
i’m the pretty young thang from the six
when i call up my n*ggas they come with the stick
and it’s never a time i’ve been punked by a b*tch
i ain’t scared of no d*ck (the f*ck?)
drop a dot then i’m taking that trip
been out the closet and still throwing fits
you not even thе fart, let alone not the p*ss
walk a n*gga likе scooby
and i’ll f*ck a dark skin out ksubis
kick a ho out if she acting like clooney
i be tuning hoes out feeling looney (loonytunes, ass b*tch)
he touching my coochie
and he keep asking me where my b00bies (the f*ck?)
p*ssy lil’ n*gga, go shut that d*ck up
i can go play with my rose, no rubi (i can go play with my—)
[chorus]
pretty*pretty*pretty as f*ck and you b*tches is not
like fairly you b*tches is odd
like look at your hair, like look at that f*ck ass bob
b*tch is a mess, such a slob
i’m fish, she giving the blob
i don’t know why all these b*tches be talking ’bout me
when i’m eating them right off the cob, f*ck
[verse 2]
f*cking her n*gga twice
and i don’t give a f*ck if it’s giving ice
i come with the spice like it’s seasoned right
and he don’t gotta worry ’cause it’s really tight
i’ma pretty ass b*tch i don’t gotta fight
but it’s up if you want it, it’s on sight
and i just rode her n*gga, i’m on bike
and he keep him a strap, he on dyk*
my n*gga bape me, yo’ n*gga just take you to macys
on a first date, he pull up black mercedes
f*cking him up if he keep tryna play me
no, i’ma boy, i can’t have a baby
but the p*ssy still wet like a navy
yeah, he be saying that he got no money for you
’cause he giving me all of his savings
[chorus]
pretty as f*ck and you b*tches is not
like fairly you b*tches is odd
like look at your hair, like look at that f*ck ass bob
b*tch is a mess, such a slob
i’m fish, she giving the blob
i don’t know why all these b*tches be talking ’bout me
when i’m eating them right off the cob
[outro]
pretty as f*ck and you b*tches is not
like fairly you b*tches is odd
like look at your hair, like look at that f*ck ass bob
b*tch is a mess, such a slob
i’m fish, she giving the blob
i don’t know why all these b*tches be talking ’bout me
when i’m eating them right off the cob, f*ck
oh, that’s cooky
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