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solid - brokeasf lyrics

[intro]
(simo fre just k!lled this)

(ion want that b*tch)

[chorus]
ion want that b*tch that b*tch ain’t sh*t to me
she just want some d*ck from me and clout from me they doubtin’ me
hop out with them choppas’ quick to bust [?] they run down on me
i don’t wanna talk around n0body run your mouth on me
see me livin’ happily they draggin’ me attackin’ me
askin’ me bout’ hats
they keep askin’ me bout’ my, uh
in that backseat, tryna’ slide
thick bad b*tch tryna’ make you mine

[verse]
thick bad b*tch let me get behind
tryna’ break yo spine
tryna’ make you mine
know you fine like wine
i don’t see n0body special you stay on my mind
i stay on my grind
i stay on my period
n*ggas mad i’m winnin’
n*ggas mad i made it through the storm, rags to riches
n*gga mad come hit [?] and i got badder b*tches
f*ck em’, pluck em’, bust em’ i got hoe like usher
i got dancin’ b*tches
all my diamonds dancin’ with me
they can’t stand attention
we strapped up with mag extensions
we strapped up with mags
real sh*t out the bag
play with me just like a diaper boy we on your ass
[chorus]
ion want that b*tch that b*tch ain’t sh*t to me
she just want some d*ck from me and clout from me they doubtin’ me
hop out with them choppas’ quick to bust [?] they run down on me
i don’t wanna talk around n0body run your mouth on me
see me livin’ happily they draggin’ me attackin’ me
askin’ me bout’ hats
they keep askin’ me bout’ my, uh
in that backseat, tryna’ slide
thick bad b*tch tryna’ make you mine

[verse 2]
n*ggas droppin’ dyin’
so ima drop a 10
boy [?] wasn’t no pots and pan now this sh*t rockin’ bans
rockin’ out, on the road you know that we strapped down that’s how we pop a knot
we gon’ run his pockets since that p*ssy wanna pocket watch
he think he peepin
pop a perc and [?] sitdown until that p*ssy leakin’
if he scared then go to church
go talk to the deacon
we don’t do no eye to eye, we get more then even
we get more than even
first name shoulda been steven
all these hoes wan eat me
all these n*ggas wan be me
vvs but these vv
[?] on tv
n*gga we [?] we cc
all my hoes [?]
[chorus]
ion want that b*tch that b*tch ain’t sh*t to me
she just want some d*ck from me and clout from me they doubtin’ me
hop out with them choppas’ quick to bust [?] they run down on me
i don’t wanna talk around n0body run your mouth on me
see me livin’ happily they draggin’ me attackin’ me
askin’ me bout’ hats
they keep askin’ me bout’ my, uh
in that backseat, tryna’ slide
thick bad b*tch tryna’ make you mine

[outro]
(tryna make you mine)
(tryna make you mmm, hmm)
(you mine)
(tryna make you fine)
(know you fine like)

- brokeasf lyrics

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