bfm (slowed & reverbed) - kets4eki & asteria lyrics
[intro: britney manson]
(it’s britney f*cking manson, a*a*a*a*ah!)
[verse 1: britney manson]
like a face of beauty clinic, a cosmetic exclusivity
i’m a precious baby, and my driver in infinity
i just got my p*ss done, and i think that was fun
and my lips are so expensive, you could never be the one
[pre*chorus: britney manson]
ah! (yeah) i have it all
a*a*a*ah! (yeah) i have it done
i know what you want
(come on baby, i’m so hot)
ah! (yeah) look like a god
ah! (yeah) i’ll do my sl*tty pop
b*tch, don’t try to take me o*o*o*out
(i’m expensive, you’re not)
[chorus: kets4eki, britney manson, both]
we poppin’ out the party, with bottles of bacardi
this ho, she really wants me
(and he can’t get enough of me*e)
this girl is so expensive
this sh*t don’t make no sense, b*tch
i bring her to the mansion
it’s britney f*cking manson
we poppin’ out the party, with bottles of bacardi
this ho, she really wants me
(and he can’t get enough of me*e)
this girl is so expensive
this sh*t don’t make no sense, b*tch
i bring her to the mansion
it’s britney f*cking manson
[verse 2: asteria & britney manson]
i got one, two, three, four pretty b*tches with me
popping off bottles, sipping on whitney
i don’t give a f*ck if my lifestyle k!lls me
i been posted up in the club with britney (oh yeah)
pouring up a four while i’m smoking up a pack
all these b*tches know me, had to tell them to throw it back (ah*ah)
all these b*tches know me, had to tell them to throw it back
all these b*tches know me, had to tell them to throw it—
[pre*chorus: asteria]
like ah, i feel like a god
got any b*tch i want, i walk into the club
these b*tches fiending for my c*ck
i feel like a god
got any b*tch i want, i walk into the club
these b*tches fiending for my c*ck
[chorus: kets4eki, britney manson, both]
we poppin’ out the party, with bottles of bacardi
this ho, she really wants me
(and he can’t get enough of me*e)
this girl is so expensive
this sh*t don’t make no sense, b*tch
i bring her to the mansion
it’s britney f*cking manson
we poppin’ out the party, with bottles of bacardi
this ho, she really wants me
(and he can’t get enough of me*e)
this girl is so expensive
this sh*t don’t make no sense, b*tch
i bring her to the mansion
it’s britney f*cking manson
[outro: britney manson]
ah! (ah*ah*ah)
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