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don’t tell - bia lyrics

[intro: juicy j & bia]
juicy j in this b*tch (uh)
bia, what’s up, mane?
ayy, ayy
don’t tell motherf*cka for some hunnids
(ayy, i’m really rich)
if you scared, go to church, ho

[verse 1: bia & juicy j]
okay, i slow dance
pop that p*ssy, p*valley, she pole dance
that’s bro’nem, he just asked me, can i sneak his pole in (grrah)
i’m like that, got some crazy stories, that’s on foe’nem
they asked me if i know who broke the law (broke the law), i don’t know them
the srt, that booster start my car (skrrt, start my car)
got bama out here teachin’ me patois (wagwan)
i see why n*ggas wanna f*ck me raw (f*ck me raw)
he said my p*ssy smell like baccarat
i haven’t been off thе charts (yeah, ho) since i popped up on thе charts (facts)
he not stingy with his money, that sh*t really warms my heart (cash)
it’s some b*tches i should charge but i did it for the art (facts)
b*tches wanna look just like me, i can’t tell our ass apart, d*mn (yeah, ho)

[chorus: juicy j]
don’t tell motherf*cka for some money, honey
yeah, if you scared, go to church, p*ssy
don’t tell motherf*cka for some money, honey (yeah, mane, ayy)
yeah, if you scared go to… (ayy, let’s go)
[verse 2: juicy j]
i need a bigger bank to fit this cash inside my pants
when i’m walk inside the bank, they think i’m takin’ out the trash
pardon my stench, i smell like gas
i’m in that ‘rari, blowin’ on za
i like my weed and my women all exotic like my cars
oh my, oh my, oh my god
she wanna suck me like a straw
told her she can have this birkin but she cannot have my heart
that’s where i draw the line
i know better than to call her mine
broke n*gga better never call my line
i’m gettin’ to the money all the time
my zodiac is a dollar sign
say that b*tch go to church (mm*hmm)
heard your baby mama was a squirter (mm*hmm)
allergic to the motherf*ckin’ stirrin’ wheel, b*tch, i don’t drive sh*t, i got a chauffeur (mm*hmm)
my b*tch got a stick with her at my show
backstage lookin’ like a liquor store
that’s why i love me a ratchet ho, she’ll slide on a n*gga like a stripper pole (stripper pole)

[chorus: juicy j]
don’t tell motherf*cka for some money, honey (yeah, yeah, yeah)
yeah, if you scared, go to church, p*ssy
don’t tell motherf*cka for some money, honey (yeah, yeah, yeah)
yeah, if you scared, go to church, p*ssy

- bia lyrics

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