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mr uber - lil biscoff lyrics

i don’t f*ck around i ball hard
bought the baby benz b*tch
that’s my first car
drop my main b*tch
she don’t work anymore
need a bottom b*tch
with her ass on the floor
need her all up on my d*ck
like a roor
that’s a bong
don’t get me wrong
she still call me daddy
cause my d*ck game strong
and my stroke go long
i’mma string her along
like a g*string thong
cause the new bad b*tch
p*ssy grip king kong
and you know she like
when i sing these songs
she in the back of the benz
she calling me mr. uber
she don’t know who i am
they put my sh*t in louvre
my boys, we not the same
you know they strapped with the ruger
they baggin’ them bodies for bands
one through and through that’s a two fer
you know they gunnin’ for troopers
got one in the head, no i never miss
put an arch on that b*tch like it’s tudor
(yah yah)

rollin’ zig zags like it’s gon freec’s hairline
smoke out my boys got trees like a bonzai
you know i’m strapped but i don’t need the glock 9
got your boys runnin’ usain with the run time
drop a couple bars i’mma end your f*ckin’ bloodline
make your b*tch scream like a lil d*ck hyundai
throw her back and forth like it’s tiki and rande
better hide ya b*tch cause you know that she wants me
got her in the back– in the back of the benz (yeah)

she in the back of the benz
she calling me mr. uber
she don’t know who i am
they put my sh*t in louvre
my boys, we not the same
you know they strapped with the ruger
they baggin’ them bodies for bands
one through and through that’s a two fer
you know they gunnin’ for troopers
got one in the head, no i never miss
put an arch on that b*tch like it’s tudor
(yah yah)
choke on my d*ck b*tch
say my name– khaled
baddest camel jockey in this game
b*tch a i’m ballin’
f*ck my last name
momani mo problems
you know we be scammin
with the goons and the goblins
might f*ck around
and pretend to be your doctor
rollin’ through iraq
with an all chrome chopper
money like blitz b*tch
i get in the pocket
make ya homie turn
like a wrench with a socket
clip in my 9
and i don’t gotta c*ck it
might f*ck around
and put a hole in your outfit
might f*ck around
and get your girl in my benz (yeah)

she in the back of the benz
she calling me mr. uber
she don’t know who i am
they put my sh*t in louvre
my boys, we not the same
you know they strapped with the ruger
we run the murder game
it’s bodies for bands b*tch –we ruthless
one through and through that’s a two fer
got one in the head, no i never miss
put an arch on that b*tch like it’s tudor
(yah yah)

- lil biscoff lyrics

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