lose the ugly - chyng diamond lyrics
dirty booty b*tches checkin coats but ain’t gone check me (yeah yeah)
real gutta b*tch they gone respect me
make a n*gga wait to eat it just to tell him “check please”
these b*tches dummies i can’t let a f*ck n*gga stress me
you gave him an inch turn to a mile and now he looseleaf
he can’t step an inch up in my house i keep it too brief
try to buy me food and buy me flowers boy that’s too cheap
fat rich b*tch heavy lettuce counting big cheese
the best and nothing less it ain’t requested it’s expected
hoe known to smack a b*tch send locations or address it
don’t think about you hoes but yo n*gga can’t forget me
you knew he was a dog a year ago you should’ve left him
that’s why i don’t deal with n*ggas always something messy
just stay to myself and count my money and my blessings
been in my own lane and now these scallys wanna fetch it
never been a bully if you feeling froggy test it b*tch
whole lotta b*tches talking nothing
b*tches only mad cause i’m getting money (money money)
b*tches only mad cause they n*ggas want me (n*gga want me)
i can lose the weight but you can’t lose the ugly (hahaha)
whole lotta b*tches talking nothing
b*tches only mad cause i’m getting money (money money)
b*tches only mad cause they n*ggas want me (n*gga want me)
i can lose the weight but you can’t lose the ugly (hahaha)
she told me watch my back now i’m on necks just like a leatherman
b*tch go get your sister and your bestie i’ll handle them
i hate to call up naffy she deebo she got the pole again
flock gone get it poppin we the same i’m just the older twin
don’t ever try to stunt on me with hoes who i look better than
dirty crusty stinky trifling b*tches now you settling
b*tches think they hot sh*t til i really come bring h*ll to them
i’ma take the risk you by the book just like a reverend
oh there he go calling again i might go and f*ck him again
i might go and love for pretend
i’ll really make a hoe go and cry to her friends dumb b*tch
whole lotta b*tches talking nothing
b*tches only mad cause i’m getting money (money money)
b*tches only mad cause they n*ggas want me (n*gga want me)
i can lose the weight but you can’t lose the ugly (hahaha)
whole lotta b*tches talking nothing
b*tches only mad cause i’m getting money (money money)
b*tches only mad cause they n*ggas want me (n*gga want me)
i can lose the weight but you can’t lose the ugly (hahaha)
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