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best friend (remix) - dababy lyrics

[intro: dababy]
ayy
yeah, yeah

[verse 1: dababy]
let me snap off the rip
i done got back in my bag (bag)
i just be stackin’ my chips (turn up)
i’m tryna roll up while i drive
i’m gon’ end up crashin’ the whip (ayy)
she like to cut up when she ride (ride)
we gon’ end up havin’ some kids (uh)
i’m gon’ end up spazzin’ again
i f-cked her once and i had her again (yeah)
and my sh-t so hard when i freestyle
i don’t need to havin’ a pen
i live it, i don’t need to write it (huh, yuh)
so don’t even try it
i’m havin’ a drink on the plane (plane)
i sit at the front like the pilot (huh)
i know that little ho, that’s your main (main)
i’ma f-ck her and run up her mileage (ha)
she keep tryna suck on the d-ck (why?)
’cause i drip like a motherf-ckin’ stylist

[chorus: dababy]
and i just got a dm from your best friend
and you mad, i know, yeah, you mad, i know, yeah
i just got a dm from your best friend
and you mad, i know, yeah, you mad, i know, yeah
i just got a dm from your best friend
and you mad, i know, yeah, you mad, i know, yeah
i just got a dm from your best friend
and you mad, i know, yeah, you mad, i know, yeah (ha)

[verse 2: dababy]
i can see that you motherf-ckers mad (mad)
my b-tch bad, whip fast
i’m in my mo- bag (bag)
b-tch, i’m a dog off the leash (grr)
i need a motherf-ckin’ muzzle (woof)
she tried to play hard to get (ha)
but i figured her out like a puzzle (yeah)
she get all the bread from her dad (dad)
she get all the -ss from her mother
her head so good it made me love her (huh?)
her head so good it made me love her (yeah)
i had to say that sh-t two time (yeah)
she blow up my phone, get a new line (brr)
i’m chargin’ the ho for the d-ck
she can’t use a motherf-ckin’ coupon (ha)

[verse 3: rich the kid]
i know you mad as h-ll (what?)
my b-tch, she bad as well (b-tch)
new lamb, got a new smell (skrrt)
the money is old and stale (huh?)
how i spent one-fifty on a necklace? (yah)
how i f-ck around, crash the whole bentley?
how you rich but your bank account empty? (empty)
she want a little bit of fendi (what?)
she want some d-ck and a bag, too
she better have my ticket to cancún (yeah)
they mad, it’s nothin’ i can’t do (woo)
dababy got b-tches, they comin’ through (they comin’)
your n-gg- got riches, i cut the coupe
my neck so sick i need some soup (ack)
my b-tch, she rich, get money, too (money, too)
she love me, then i would be mad, too

- dababy lyrics

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