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lightz - benihxnx lyrics

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[intro: nelly furtado]
love my ass and my abs in the video for “promiscuous”
my style is ri*dic*dic*diculous*ulous*ulous

[verse 1:]
b*tch no healin’
kickin’ that b*tch to the ceilin’
n*gga i’m k!llin’ your villain
hoe stay chillin’
b*tch boy, you is not safe and i do what i want
give a f*ck about how you feelin’
up in that school, my 223
yeah i bought this sh*t but i don’t shoot for free
with a 3 all in my pack
feelin’ like curry, n*gga i’m shootin’ for 3
dumb b*tch, gotta keep me a chopstick
b*tch get popped quick
move dumb, he gettin’ dropped quick
yo’ hoe sent me a locket
n*ggas stay chattin’ on beni but what’s in your pockets?
b*tch, you broke
f*ck if it’s hot outside, lil’ b*tch, i’ma shoot in my coat
this no joke
got a lil’ bad one, her boyfriend told me i’m toast
[chorus:]
n*gga like what?
told ’em put it up
boy tryna stop, put 3 in his gut
talkin’ that sh*t like, b*tch, shut it up
i hate my ex, that b*tch got stomped
i need a bad lil’ shorty like ella
maybe like rella
f*ck it, though to make it better
thought i wouldn’t but red her
she go try like me, somebody go get her
off the fleek, got opps but he see me on feed
but f*ck you, though, ’cause that couldn’t be me
to blow your job, i’ma hang up the vee
told jay just watch how i’m makin’ the tee
and it’s just that easy
n*gga, i’m spendin’ my sweater
then spin back with a glizzy
why they keep thinkin’ sh*t is a game
then they see them on tv like

[bridge: nelly furtado]
i’m the type of girl that look you dead in the eye, eye
i’m real as it comes, if you don’t know why i’m fly
i seen you to try switch it up, but girl, you ain’t that dope
i’m the wonder woman, let me go get my rope
i’m a supermodel and mommy — sí, mami
amnesty international, got bangkok to montauk on lock
love my ass and my abs in the video for “promiscuous”
my style is ri*dic*dic*diculous*ulous*ulous
[verse 2:]
b*tch you wack, let’s take a trip
yo’ lil’ b*tch got f*cked like this
boy, big it out ’cause i heard you don’t diss
n*gga be talkin’ so crazy but slittin’ his wrist
okay, spinnin’ yo’ block, tookin’ his top
dumb n*gga stuck in a taco, put him at the top though
flip that sh*t, talkin’ that sh*t, gon’ smack that b*tch
like*like what? it’s always up
i’m in the stud, n*gga i’m f*ckin’ this up
why they keep sayin’ they likin’ my songs just for the beat?
you gotta be drunk
b*tch, i’ve been doin’ this sh*t since a jit
b*boy you was ass like show me a hit
got me a cc, spendin’ on bb
if there’s a rest, i’ma take that sh*t

[chorus:]
n*gga like what?
told ’em put it up
boy tryna stop, put 3 in his gut
talkin’ that sh*t like, b*tch, shut it up
i hate my ex, that b*tch got stomped
i need a bad lil’ shorty like ella
maybe like rella
f*ck it, though to make it better
thought i wouldn’t but red her
she go try like me, somebody go get her
off the fleek, got opps but he see me on feed
but f*ck you, though, ’cause that couldn’t be me
to blow your job, i’ma hang up the vee
told jay just watch how i’m makin’ the tee
and it’s just that easy
n*gga, i’m spendin’ my sweater
then spin back with a glizzy
why they keep thinkin’ sh*t is a game
then they see them on tv like
[outro:]
d*mn, d*mn, d*mn
d*mn, d*mn, d*mn
d*mn, d*mn, b*tch

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