blessings - geek2sun lyrics
blessings blessings, blessings blessings
yea i give her blessings, i bless my b*tch, i bless her (haha)
yo bih dont know, yo bih dont know
bent the b*tch right over, yea i gotta look over my shoulder cuz..
i can’t trust no guy, i can’t trust no man, i keep this stick to my side
(side side)
yea i can’t trust no no man
bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands!
f*ck all y’all n*ggas, i’m gon’ keep talkin about bands
all these n*ggas switch up, yea, they act like they tr*ns
i’m with a whole bad b*tch, yea she a whole ten
i got a whole bad b*tch, she all up in my rosta (rosta)
yea i cook the b*tch up, yea cook like her like some pasta, pasta, pasta, pasta
bomboclat, rosta, rosta, rosta
i got bands, i got cheese, yea parmesean
blessings blessings, blessings blessings
yea i give her blessings, i bless my b*tch, i bless her (haha)
yo b*tch don’t know, yo b*tch don’t know
bent the b*tch right over, yea i gotta look over my shoulder
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