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baylor swift freestyle - bali baby lyrics

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muah!
i’m the goat, there ain’t no stoppin’ (stop it)
little b-tch you are not poppin’ (stop it)
i told the little b-tch pop it, lock it, taking off like a rocket (rocket)
f-ck the points, i’m gonna cop it. (cop it)
f-ck the plug, i’m the socket (socket)
she bending over, she gone drop it (drop it)
f-ck the top, i’m gonna drop it (drop it)

i’m the target, baby i am the best
i cannot trust you, put you through the test
fix yo’ self, girl you looking a mess
i need some traps to get rid of the pest
who better than me? baby i am the best
shining clean, because i am some crest
talking sh-t, we send shots at your neck
i’m a dog. baby where is the vet?

money making in the morning my cereal. not talking money, then i am not hearing you. expensive fabric baby show the material. talking down on me i am not fearing you
yes i’m taking flight, cause i’m high as a kite. gold in my mouth, because i like to bite. don’t argue with me, cause you know that i’m right. slow down. baby ride like a bike
thief in the night. we like to fight. b-tch i just might (he is a dyk-)
i say i love you, and then i say sike. separated just like we might get nice

ooh, you scary you fright. (scary you fright)
yes, please check my hype. (please check my hype)
you know that i’m right. (i know that i’m right)
i’m a dog. i’m a work, work, work. b-tch i’m rihanna, step in the room and i’m causing a sauna. might not be future, but f-ck up some commas. slime season, i know i’m gonna bome. don’t ask me bout b-tches, i say f-ck the drama. these b-tches ugly, you look like yo’ mama. words so sick that i’m causing trauma. sleeping on me, baby where yo’ pajamas

sleeping on me, b-tches snoring
i’m up until 4 in the morning
i played your song, and it’s boring
i’m taking flights, because my fans is foreign
speaking no english, cause my b-tch is foreign
i am unsigned, and i’m steady touring
i am a eagle, on top and i’m soaring. this ain’t no soccer, but i’m steady scoring

little b-tch you is not poppin’ (stop it)
i told the little b-tch drop it (drop it)
get online, trending topic
if i like it, i’mma cop it
these b-tches togeher, they flocking. lord forgive me, yes i’m rotten. we pulling up, yes we mobbin’ . b-tch, i’m the hood we might be robbin’

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