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bbb - maddmax lyrics

[chorus]
big birkin bag ‘cause that b*tch did it right
east to the west, put that b*tch on a flight
i like her too, so she spendin’ the night
vivienne westwood, her neck shinin’ bright
yeah, shinin’ the gold on her wrist
shawty bad, yeah she know she the sh*t
poppin’ out, yeah she pullin’ her fit
all them boys, yeah he mad he get hit
that’s my b*tch, that’s my b*tch, that’s my b*tch
pop that glock and i know it won’t miss
talkin’ sh*t cause she knows she the sh*t
shawty bad, got that sh*t on her hip
got a gucci bag from the store, when she want it
walk into hermes and cop it, she flaunt it
chanel is on her, it shine like the sun
that b*tch so bad man, i think she the one

[verse 1]
bad b*tches on me, intersection
cop that bag, interception
f*ck with her mind, some deception
viewer advised, you’s discretion
that b*tch she need it, i’mma cop it no doubt
he kinda mad ‘cause my name in her mouth
rick owens drip, yeah she straight from the south
walk up in soho and cop it, we out
said i really like the way that she grind
and i really like the way she spend her time
shawty stay on my mind
and i told her “i’mma be alright”

[verse 2]
and i know when you’re delirious, and he thought that sh*t was sweet
and she bump maddmax when she goin’ to sleep
she got chanel, right on her feet
birkin, the hermes, celine, in between
said she wanna ride in the benz today
she know my lyrics, she know what to say
i pop one up and i can’t feel my face
she pop one too, so theres mess in the place
and i know that boy is sad today
nothing i can do, get the f*ck out my face
big birkin bag, hold that glock by my waist
one to the head, hit that boy in his face
from the 602, where you can’t go
when the cops come in, on the d*mn snow
and she pop that sh*t, throw it back slow
and i’m f*ckin’ on that b*tch, she a d*mn hoe

- maddmax lyrics

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