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loose - bangers and cash lyrics

benny boom!/ turn the b-ss up louder/ til every single t-tty jiggle harder/ she a hoochie watch the mini skirt ride up/ dimes and pennies twerk/ get it hotter/ hoochies want to get on the guest list/ eat a small dinner so you fit in your dresses/ f— a meal/ go for mills/ big breast get treated like guest / i’m serving d— for breakfast/ p—- pop/ she like three things: the club, money, s-x/ yes! just like hip hop/ did a full strut/ when we pulled up/ she said she like d’s/ i said deeeez nuts!/ ain’t that what you want/ a hilton ain’t a trump/ make s-x tapes get d—ed/ get dumped/ all this money make a b—- go dumb/ c0ke on the tip will make a b—- go numb
go head and get it n—-/ you know you want it n—-/ she solid gold n—-/ anna nicole n—-/ i’m about to show/ this glorified ho/ how my hip hop d— head bang like rock and roll/ she got to have it cinematic like netflix/ hd doc-mented pearl drop necklace/ she going to call herself a cl-ssy b—-/ live in chelsea but her naughty parts the meat pack district/ got milk duds/ face like riana/ got me popping/ retro fashion/ that make me want to cash in/ smashing/ trim bush like shirley last season what’s happenin’ roj!/ prima donna/ in her dolce and gabbana/ you can find her well travel from nicaragua to ghana/ a front/ you bait her right and she going to bite like a piranha/ cause she/ she ain’t nothing but a hoochie mamma

oh no/ hold up i got some s— to say/ cause all these copy catting b—-es copy me all day/ call me out my name why don’t you come around my way/ i got my cousin and my brothers baby mother on the way/ fake b—-es want to be this b—- but they not/ i don’t lay on my back for tracks or sleep my way to the top/ girl keep working that a–/ you smarter than i thought you got your heart on my man a–ets/ oh no i cash his checks let’s not forget/ and i f— to bust nuts/ f— a mans respect/ i got money to spin to keep my panties wet/ and just to keep b—-es mad i keep b—-es in check/ wrapping yourself in dirty sheets/ like some hooker on the street/ rocking your coochie/ like that fucci that you bought up the street/ i got mad styles for days/ your styles been played/ and i every thing you rock today/ i did yesterday/ talking to try and spite me/ walk it off/ i top it off/ now you hood rats trying to bite me/ you have him?/ i been had him/ girl i own that a–/ little heffer hoochie momma please/ you ain’t bad!

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