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don't know what b in theze purses - djmegan23 lyrics

[intro]
(djmegan23)
(hitkidd, what it do, man?)
ayy

[verse 1]
i ain’t perfect, but anything i did to any of you n*ggas, y’all deserved it (y’all deserved it)
you see me in that mode, don’t disturb me when i’m workin’ (yeah)
lil’ b*tch, you better back up, don’t know what be in these purses (blaow)
and i ain’t say, “excuse me,” ’cause i did that sh*t on purpose
yeah, you see a star up in this b*tch (a star up in this b*tch)
you know i bought a hundred black cars in this b*tch (hundred cars in this b*tch)
neat freak, i don’t like n0body touchin’ on my sh*t (yeah, yeah, touchin’ on my sh*t)
so you know i had to bring my own bottles in this b*tch (ayy, ayy, ah)
ayy, ridin’ by myself, shoppin’ bag in the backseat (in the backseat)
n*ggas with the money to they ear don’t attract me (yeah, yeah, don’t attract me)
fly out the country, let a prince n*gga bag me (ayy, ayy, yeah)
nympho, known to do a n*gga pockets nasty (ah)
b*tches hatin’ on me, but it’s cool, n*ggas love me (but it’s cool, n*ggas love me)
body bangin’, i ain’t had to let the doctor cut me (ayy, ayy, i ain’t let the doctor cut me)
sick of bein’ humble, ’cause you b*tches don’t respect that (yeah)
and the next one of y’all hoes wanna get bold, i’m gon’ check that
and the next one of y’all blogs wanna spread lies, i’m gon’ sue you (yeah)
and the next b*tch that break my nda, that go for you too
now listen to me ’cause i’m givin’ you b*tches a warning
you gon’ have to pay me forever tryna be corny
ayy, i’m from the city of the drank sippers, slidin’, ridin’ paint drippers (yeah)
b*tches so bad, got the famous n*ggas datin’ strippers (baow)
choppin’ all the music, so you know i’m kinda screwed up (know i’m screwed up)
wrist so icy, turn the drank into a cool cup (yeah)
goin’ through so some sh*t, so i gotta stay busy (so i gotta stay busy)
bought a ‘rari, i can’t let the sh*t i’m thinkin’ catch up with me (yeah, catch up with me)
if they say they see me outside of a bookin’, that was kizzy (ah)
barely be at home, but i still put on for my city
[chorus]
d*mn, where the real b*tches at? (where the real b*tches at?)
i’m finna bring real b*tches back (ayy, ayy)
where’s all the real n*ggas at? (where the real n*ggas at?)
free the guys, bring the real n*ggas back (ayy, ayy)
d*mn, where the real b*tches at?
i’m finna bring real b*tches back (ayy, real b*tches back)
where’s all the real n*ggas at? (yeah, yeah)
free the guys, bring the real n*ggas back (ah)

[verse 2]
how many more ways can i say that i’m the baddest b*tch? (yeah)
i walk in and b*tches grab they n*gga, that’s a compliment (that’s a compliment)
’cause you know in his head, he wanna spread me like a condiment (ah)
he want me to make that glizzy disappear and swallow it (yeah, yeah)
you know i keep it realer than real, ain’t sh*t ’bout me fraudulent (ain’t sh*t ’bout me fraudulent)
they take all the hate that they got for me and they market it (yeah, yeah, yeah)
when they sh*t ain’t poppin’, they usin’ megan for marketing (yeah)
and they ain’t got enough in they budget for me to talk to them (no)
i know you hoes wish that i would get down and stay down (i won’t)
b*tch, make a move or keep that sh*t up on the playground (keep that sh*t up on the playground)
’cause i ain’t finna stop until i make it to the t*in*op
and i do everything that all my haters said i could not (yeah, yeah, yeah)
and it look like poseidon just be slidin’ on my wristw*tch (ah, ah)
i hope that you ain’t shoppin’ when i’m shoppin’, you get kicked out (get kicked out)
i gotta watch my back, ’cause i forget that i’m the sh*t now
i walk up in the studio p*ssed off and lay that sh*t down
matter fact, wait, stop, b*tch, i really rap (b*tch, i really rap)
i be quick to check you p*ssy b*tches like a pap
k!ll a b*tch, all i need is a pencil and a pad
let me get the beat, so they remember who i am
[chorus]
d*mn, where the real b*tches at? (where the real b*tches at?)
i’m finna bring real b*tches back (ayy, ayy)
where’s all the real n*ggas at? (where the real n*ggas at?)
free the guys, bring the real n*ggas back (ayy, ayy)
n*gga, d*mn, where the real b*tches at? (where the real b*tches at?)
i’m finna bring real b*tches back (ayy, real b*tches back)
where’s all the real n*ggas at? (yeah, yeah)
free the guys, bring the real n*ggas back (ah)

- djmegan23 lyrics

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