swang her - luclover lyrics
[intro]
yeah yeah
[chorus]
bad b*tches love to talk about me, cause’ they know my f*cking bag bigger
don’t associate with them b*tches cause they trash
and i love to run it up
i’m smoking big, i’m smoking gas
and i love that sh*t it’s fragrence
now my pain is numbing fast and i* (yeah)
i don’t like to talk about a b*tch (yeah)
i don’t like to talk about a b*tch (yeah yeah)
did you know i gon’ pop my sh*t (b*tch)
cause’ i be on my rockstar sh*t (yeah)
ain’t know i be f*cking that b*tch (yeah yeah)
ain’t know that she all on my d*ck (let’s go)
oooooooooh
[verse]
b*tch i like to talk to talk yeah, i like to* i like to talk yeah
but everytime i just be talking i bad that sh*t up with a banger
shut the f*ck up you a fan girl
if i don’t like her i won’t bang her
i leave it at that, just look at the facts, i f*ck her and sw*ng her
multi million dollar b*tches on a yacht going crazy and dance like yeah yeah yeah
pass to my bro [?] got the b*tches going crazy like la la la (b*tch)
i want your friend too
i want your* i want your friend too
she like the bands too
foreign it’s bringing the friends too
you and your friend’s ain’t gon’ talk on my name cause’ you know that that sh*t gonna get on my nerves
i like to talk with the one’s that i meet cars that got axles that i never heard
you is a b*tch yeah, you is a* you is a b*tch yeah (uhh)
we never met, nah, we never* we never met, nah
hop off a motherf*cking jet yeah
foreign, i’m speeding the vet, yeah
crash that, matter of fact b*tch, i scratch that, yeah yeah
i don’t give a f*ck bout’ nothin’ i do, cause’ i don’t play by the rules
i’mma do that sh*t in person, you just like the news
sike, i don’t give a f*ck bout’ that (yeah)
i don’t give a f*ck bout’ that (h*ll nah)
shoutout my homie [?] (yeah)
yeah, i don’t want this sh*t, send em’ back (yeah)
send em’ back (let’s go)
[chorus]
bad b*tches love to talk about me, cause’ they know my f*cking bag bigger
don’t associate with them b*tches cause they trash
and i love to run it up
i’m smoking big, i’m smoking gas
and i love that sh*t it’s fragrence
now my pain is numbing fast and i* (yeah)
i don’t like to talk about a b*tch (yeah)
i don’t like to talk about a b*tch (yeah yeah)
did you know i gon’ pop my sh*t (b*tch)
cause’ i be on my rockstar sh*t (yeah)
ain’t know i be f*cking that b*tch (yeah yeah)
ain’t know that she all on my d*ck (let’s go)
oooooooooh
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