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fuck i look like? - lebra jolie lyrics

[intro]
yeah
(b*b*bankroll got it)

[chorus]
what the f*ck i look like lettin’ a broke b*tch play with me? (f*ck i look like, ho?)
or lettin’ a lame ass n*ggas lay with me? (yeah)
f*ck i look like? nan b*tch paved ways for me (nan)
but now i’m here, b*tches gotta make a way for me (now i’m here)
pop my sh*t, i really be sparin’ b*tches (pop my sh*t)
postin’ me up on the blogs then comparin’ b*tches (pop my sh*t)
f*ck i look like, sound like? stop playin’ with me (pop my sh*t)
made my own style and these motherf*ckers ran with it (yeah, yeah, yeah, ran with it)
[verse 1]
yeah, i dropped “now what” and brought a band with mе (brought a band with me)
then signed my dеal, they was mad at me
when they took it down, they was callin’, harassin’ me (what?)
tryna tear me down, y’all fans of me (y’all fans)
i ain’t never takin’ no l’s, that’s a no*no (no*no)
lebra here to stay like the nba logo (ayy)
bars i got, see why like jojo
ha, ho hate me just by lookin’ at my photos
punk ass b*tch, i don’t want your life (punk ass b*tch)
i don’t want your n*gga, no, we nothin’ alike (i don’t want your n*gga)
wouldn’t have to watch me if you were doin’ something right (ho)
can’t walk a mile in my shoes, these ain’t your size (these ain’t your size)
ol’ punk ass b*tch always tryna start beef (ol’ punk ass b*tch)
go and get you some money, stop worryin’ ’bout me (go and get you some money)
ain’t nothin’ about me ugly and you knowin’ that’s a reach (ain’t nothin’ about me ugly)
without a face full of makeup still can’t be beat (still can’t be beat)

[chorus]
what the f*ck i look like lettin’ a broke b*tch play with me? (f*ck i look like, ho?)
or lettin’ a lame ass n*ggas lay with me? (yeah)
f*ck i look like? nan b*tch paved ways for me (nan)
but now i’m here, b*tches gotta make a way for me (now i’m here)
pop my sh*t, i really be sparin’ b*tches (pop my sh*t)
postin’ me up on the blogs then comparin’ b*tches (pop my sh*t)
f*ck i look like, sound like? stop playin’ with me (pop my sh*t)
made my own style and these motherf*ckers ran with it (yeah, yeah, yeah, ran with it)
[verse 2]
this for starters, who you know the hardest? (who you know?)
i’m a mother, but i’m still their father (still their father)
they bailed out, man, these b*tches ain’t barred up (b*tches ain’t barred)
top two, now go to twitter if you really wanna argue (b*tch argue)
these b*tches dead, let me grab my charger (let me grab that)
had n*ggas mad, had to grab my lawyer (b*tch what?)
want dinner ’cause really i’ve been starvin’ you (like what?)
let me fix this plate, i’m on your ass enough (okay)
been runnin’ sh*t like yeezy on a rage (rage)
hoes mad about about life like let’s get off her page (get off)
as a matter of fact she’s above my wage (my wage)
she understood the assignment, but i got a bad grade (bad grade)
arrogant tae ’cause a ho will get laid (get laid)
send a b*tch to her family by her grandmama grave (grave)
you gon’ need more than red and blue lights to get saved (ayy)
these n*ggas dogs, might as well behave (oh)

[chorus]
what the f*ck i look like lettin’ a broke b*tch play with me? (f*ck i look like, ho?)
or lettin’ a lame ass n*ggas lay with me? (yeah)
f*ck i look like? nan b*tch paved ways for me (nan)
but now i’m here, b*tches gotta make a way for me (now i’m here)
pop my sh*t, i really be sparin’ b*tches (pop my sh*t)
postin’ me up on the blogs then comparin’ b*tches (pop my sh*t)
f*ck i look like, sound like? stop playin’ with me (pop my sh*t)
made my own style and these motherf*ckers ran with it (yeah, yeah, yeah, ran with it)
[verse 3]
thought i was done, but i got more sh*t to talk (more sh*t to talk)
wonder why they hide their hands when they be throwin’ rocks? (why they hidin’?)
these hoes so weak like i’m throwin’ socks (so weak)
be thinkin’ y’all f*ckin’ with me break y’all noses off (break y’all nose)
big ben, had the motion like noah’s ark (big ben)
wanna be friends, hatin’, now you’re throwin’ me off (wanna be)
send you home like them n*ggas when they throwin’ them draws
don’t be mad at me, he ignorin’ your call
my hair, my voice, my accent (my accent)
lookin’ like twins, out here matchin’ (matchin’)
ass whoopin’, y’all hoes is askin’ (y’all hoes)
see you out in public, now you runnin’ like track men (now you runnin’)
what the f*ck i look like, free promo? (f*ck i look like?)
so i don’t look like a b*tch who don’t go? (f*ck i look like?)
drop a addy, just in case you do want to go (ayy, ayy)
have me all on your head like it’s new growth (like it’s new growth)

- lebra jolie lyrics

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