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lil bitch - guap tarantino lyrics

[intro: guap tarantino]
ra-ra-racks
project x

[chorus: guap tarantino]
i ain’t your man, lil’ b-tch, young n-gg-s havin’ the bands, lil’ b-tch, yeah
racks make you dance, lil’ b-tch, all these ones in my hands, lil’ b-tch, yeah (ra-ra-racks)
40 pointers my wrist, presidential, rollie glis’ (blow, blow)
yeah, ooh, b-tch, you missed, i just paid that ho a visit
yeah, ooh, b-tch, you missed, i got hi-tech soda p-ss
yeah, ooh, make the list, we got racks to show the wish (ra-ra-racks)
yeah, used to the take the risk (what), just to get the loads and sh-t (yeah)
yeah, now they see we rich, yeah, we had to go and get (go and get)

[verse 1: guap tarantino]
how your edges paused, yeah? (paused) i got too much sauce, yeah (sauce)
f-ck that b-tch, she lost (lost), why your racks on pause, yeah? (let’s go)
independent women, i got b-tches, they some bosses (what, ooh, yeah)
and i’m ridin’ in that new foreign with exhaust, ooh (yeah, woo, skrt, skrt, skrt)
[?] in the vert, yeah, i’m soarin’ straight across (brr)
play with us, we purge (yeah), don’t give a f-ck about the law (brr, brr)
yeah, she s-xy, s-xy, she get nasty, nasty (let’s go)
different color hair (woo), but she not ratchet, ratchet (ratchet, rachet)
oh, she nasty, nasty (yee), she get nasty, nasty (yee, yee)
chasin’ status, status (yee), ice the patek, patek (yee, yee)
yeah, my pockets dead (yee), paramedic, medic (ra-ra-racks)
and she give me head (yee), call me daddy, daddy (woo, woo)
call me daddy, daddy

[chorus: guap tarantino]
i ain’t your man, lil’ b-tch, young n-gg-s havin’ the bands, lil’ b-tch, yeah (woo, woo)
racks make you dance, lil’ b-tch, all these ones in my hands, lil’ b-tch, yeah (yeah, let’s go)
40 pointers my wrist, presidential, rollie glis’ (woo)
yeah, ooh, b-tch, you missed, i just paid that ho a visit (yeah, yeah)
yeah, ooh, b-tch, you missed, i got hi-tech soda p-ss (yeah, mud, mud)
yeah, ooh, make the list (what), we got racks to show the wish (ra-ra-racks)
yeah, used to the take the risk, just to get the loads and sh-t (loads)
yeah, now they see we rich, yeah, we had to go and get (woo)

[verse 2: lil got-t]
she say lil got-t so crazy
big, big racks, these n-gg-s, they [?] smoke kool-aid packs (yeah, yeah, yeah, kool-aid)
my condo big, drip everywhere, i gotta match, match, match (drip, ooh)
gotta keep a sig, n-gg-s play with me, i’m bustin’ wigs (blow)
got a dime lil’ b-tch, she [?] deepthroat and ate the kids (the kids)
[?] slime in the lamb’, yeah we did the whole dash (god d-mn)
[?] lil’ bit of cash, i put it in the stash
f-ck around [?], get a lil’ bit of cash (f-ck that ho)
check the kicks, five thousand dollars for a print on they -ss (woo, yeah)
woah, woah, woah, [?] in the sun, don’t drip, woah, woah
f-ck her good, she gotta go, got the p-ssy comin’ back like a yo-yo
woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, she’ll do one, can’t cuff that ho
she keep blowin’ up my phone, talkin’ ’bout “got-t, don’t leave me alone” (shut up)

[chorus: guap tarantino]
i ain’t your man, lil’ b-tch, young n-gg-s havin’ the bands, lil’ b-tch, yeah
racks make you dance, lil’ b-tch, all these ones in my hands, lil’ b-tch, yeah
40 pointers my wrist, presidential, rollie glis’
yeah, ooh, b-tch, you missed, i just paid that ho a visit
yeah, ooh, b-tch, you missed, i got hi-tech soda p-ss
yeah, ooh, make the list, we got racks to show the wish
yeah, used to the take the risk, just to get the loads and sh-t
yeah, now they see we rich, yeah, we had to go and get (go and get)

- guap tarantino lyrics

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