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tat my name bihh - cash kidd lyrics

[intro]
uh
uh, man, i don’t feel like talkin’ to ’em, man
ayy, pst (i like that, anton)

[verse]
how you doin’ big booty b*tch? let me f*ck
i’m in the club with diamonds, she gon’ spread it like it’s tongue
she suckin’ it for hours, bae, you definitely the one
my ex need a shower ’cause i left her in the dust
he took his wifey back after she accidentally f*cked
boy, i don’t trust your awkward ass, stop passin’ me a blunt
i’m cool, chillin’, just laughin’ at you bums
i’m sorry, rosa, i had to get it bussed
these n*ggas hit the store and start imaginin’ some stuff
he lookin’ in the mirror tryna practice bein’ tough
your b*tch is like the fbi, shе sn*tchin’ n*ggas up (ayy)
i’m throwin’ up the hood like my battery need a jump, pst
my darling, you thе baddest out the bunch
i think i need deodorant ’cause havin’ you a must, psh
i gotta have it, smackin’ n*ggas up
that maybach got a soft roof, i guess to whip a mutt, huh (ayy)
you ever gave a famous b*tch lockjaw?
designer everything, i’m gettin’ dressed with the lights off
in the mansion, seein’ shadows like a groundhog
i got bunnies all around like a hot dog
i might charge her three thousand for an outcall
she suckin’ d*ck to her n*gga music, i might sign dog
her n*gga like she hit it with some pine*sol (sh*t)
got four thousand sittin’ on my eyeb*lls
i was gon’ put the hook right there, huh, ayy
i might as well hold you straight through (boy)
your birthday ‘fit cheap as h*ll, in my play shoes (d*mn)
my b*tch p*ssy weak as h*ll, i’m mad i came through
i’m runnin’ ’round in diamonds, boy, i feel like babe ruth
her ass is like a tiger, that’s my lil’ sabretooth
nah, i ain’t ’bout to dance, but i’m finna raise roof
yeah, i’ll drop the ceiling, smokin’ with your main boo (ayy)
my b*tch ain’t got no feelings, i created a monster
“how do he keep on doin’ this?” i’m makin’ ’em wonder (i’m makin’ ’em wonder)
you corny like your n*gga, how y’all made for each other?
i’m playin’ with them big coin, david and buster
i’m countin’ racks while laney lane makin’ me supper (yeah)
bored as h*ll gettin’ head, thinkin’ ’bout changin’ my number
man, i’ma call you arthur, you be hangin’ with busters (ayy)
my b*tches love me, they tell my name with each other, n*gga
[outro]
ayy, yeah, tell my name, b*tch
psh, ayy, ayy, pst
ayy, yeah, think i need a therapist, i’m tryna marry a puppet
i’m in the picture, froze up like frederick douglass, huh
if she ain’t f*ckin’, she a dub, harriet tubman, n*gga
ayy, pst, yeah, yeah, a hundred thousand on me, all harriot tubman’s, p*ssy
ayy, ayy, ayy, tell me name
ayy, she easy as h*ll, you know, drunk as h*ll
come in this b*tch and just ho n*ggas, just ho you n*ggas, man, all day
i’m gettin’ rich as h*ll off hoein’ you n*ggas, man
i can literally just think of four or five n*ggas in my head and just make millions off hoein’ you n*ggas, man
this sh*t is f*cked up

- cash kidd lyrics

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