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be my jayda - big sad 1900 lyrics

[intro]
aye i ain’t go lie tho
you a bad b*tch man
see you bouncin’ out your foreign car
got the big bag louis vuitton chanel all the sh*t
got your own spot you know
i pay attention lil mama i ain’t gonna lie i know you a hustler
aye you got it like know what im saying tho
me tho? you gotta feel me
(1900)
[chorus]
you can be my lil b*tch come be my beyonce
we can have some babies like kim had with kanye (huh)
ima run my bag up you can be my ari (come on)
you can be my jayda i’ll come get you in that rari
you a bad b*tch worry about your future not your past tense
your chain on, watch hit, hair long, bad b*tch
light skin, chocolate they like the way im poppin’ it (like the way im poppin’ it)
you ain’t doing what you posed to do and i’ma knock the b*tch

[verse 1]
smooth n*gga i could talk a b*tch up out of her edd
tiny locs n*ggas know i’m thuggin im from pbg
know i f*ck with saint he out thе eighties n*gga he tg
bad b*tch shе do what i say i be like one, two, three
body done up just like them b*tches in the industry
b*tch look you into this money? or you into me?
we can book a flight and make some plays out in tennessee
i’ma boss you up but a trick i ain’t finna be
them n*ggas in your past broke your heart hurt your feelings
tryna put you in position we can make some millions
top floor in your condo with high ceilings
when the b*tches ask about me tell em’ in the realist
lets fly out i got your ticket we got mays’s she still do dishes
she gon suck and ima stick it we put foreign’s on them sixes
in my city im the biggest im the owner of the village
get with it if you with it give a f*ck how n*ggas feelin’
[chorus]
you can be my lil b*tch come be my beyonce
we can have some babies like kim had with kanye (huh)
ima run my bag up you can be my ari (come on)
you can be my jayda i’ll come get you in that rari
you a bad b*tch worry about your future not your past tense
your chain on, watch hit, hair long, bad b*tch
light skin, chocolate they like the way im poppin’ it (like the way im poppin’ it)
you ain’t doing what you posed to do and i’ma knock the b*tch

[verse 2]
she like that i’m not a friendly n*gga and my confidence
pullin up screamin’ at the b*tch they just be poppin it
all my n*ggas pullin off in coupe we the hottest sh*t
hear my name all throughout the city like who hot as this
lil mama tellin’ me she grew up in the projects
found a way out it like using different outlets
we gon shop at nieman’s we ain’t stopping at no outlets
every song i do she wanna have but it ain’t out yet
i’m falling for this b*tch she can be my india
valet park all at the club we f*ck the city up
do me like jada did will i’ll f*ck the city up
had to take a trip to the doctors and get them titties up
spit all in that p*ssy, thumb all in yo but
spit all in yo mouth make you feel it in your gut
this p*ssy got me crazy leave it in while i nut
three a.m. like “b*tch where you at im pullin up”
[chorus]
aye you can be my lil b*tch come be my beyonce
we can have some babies like kim had with kanye (huh)
ima run my bag up you can be my ari (come on)
you can be my jayda i’ll come get you in that rari
you a bad b*tch worry about your future not your past tense
your chain on, watch hit, hair long, bad b*tch
light skin, chocolate they like the way im poppin’ it (like the way im poppin’ it)
you ain’t doing what you posed to do and i’ma knock the b*tch

- big sad 1900 lyrics

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