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thootie - legendary rella lyrics

[intro]
he want a thootie, i need a n*gga that eat up the booty
walk with a toolie, got a lil’ b*tch, yeah, i’m pretty and moody
thirty*inch wig, it be touching my coochie
i keep a knock with some racks in my birkins
don’t need an app, i look better in person
curvy lil’ mami, i don’t need a surgeon
b*tches talk sh*t and they pockets be hurtin’

[chorus]
he want a thootie, i need a n*gga that eat up the booty
walk with a toolie, got a lil’ b*tch, yeah, i’m pretty and moody
thirty*inch wig, it be touching my coochie
i keep a knock with some racks in my birkins
don’t need an app, i look better in person
curvy lil’ mami, i don’t need a surgeon
b*tches talk sh*t and they pockets be hurtin’

[verse 1]
like, i am the baddest lil’ b*tch in my city
think you the sh*t, but you actually sh*tty
b*tches be funny, but not rеally witty
you jackin’ my sound, like, stop suckin’ my titty
i’m pretty and fly, could take your guy in a blink of an еye
knock a ho down if she thinkin’ she high
b*tches can’t beat me, they dumb if they try, y’all go home and cry
bougie and ghetto, he like his boughetto
love me rich n*ggas, like, why would i settle?
b*tches is mad that they not on my level
tryna catch up, then that ho better pedal
f*ck the violence, now let’s talk about money
b*tches is mad ’cause they broke and they bummy
got a big head, but that b*tch is a dummy
think you could beat me, you b*tches is funny
on your block, i was dolo, ain’t n0body touchin’ me
legendary, can’t n0body f*ck with me
i’ll slam you, b*tch, how the f*ck is it up with me?
’cause it’s not, all you b*tches be duckin’ me
how you popped and conceited?
your man on my line and he fiendin’ to eat it
he all on my body, he pledgin’ allegiance
how these hoes text me, but feared on they vengeance? b*tches is tweakin’
[chorus]
he want a thootie, i need a n*gga that eat up the booty
walk with a toolie, got a lil’ b*tch, yeah, i’m pretty and moody
thirty*inch wig, it be touching my coochie
i keep a knock with some racks in my birkins
don’t need an app, i look better in person
curvy lil’ mami, i don’t need a surgeon
b*tches talk sh*t and they pockets be hurtin’

[verse 2]
pass me the liquor, i’m in the club shakin’ ass like a stripper
you b*tches is fat, could never be thicker
like, do i need to go buy b*tches a mirror?
i’m doin’ too much and you b*tches is plain
shout out my mans, spent a bag on my chain
i get what i want ’cause my p*ssy is pain
and you don’t get sh*t ’cause you boring and lame, b*tch
gangster and barbie, i’m the baddie that be causin’ the wreck
put b*tches in check, how you gon’ talk with my foot on your neck?
said she can’t stand me, i want her to step
when i’m in the room, you b*tches is doomed
face card valid, get hit with the zoom
if she don’t know me, that ho ain’t in tune
she ain’t a baddie, that’s what she assume

- legendary rella lyrics

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