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beatbox freestyle - mulatto lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah, this sh*t exclusive
big latto

[verse]
i told ya i’m that b*tch from the south, i knock a n*gga socks off
i’m outside swinging sticks, i ain’t talkin’ top golf
i been k!llin’ features, i’m on everythin’ like hot sauce
so don’t act like i ain’t been that b*tch since i popped off
big chains hang around me, loitering, wifey bring, them pointers in (ice)
show ’em, the end of the road, i ain’t into turnin’ boys to men
walk through, there’s forty bands, red bottoms like toya man (yeah)
who cut a n*gga off quicker than me? sh*t, not even lori can (on god)
who she think she is? she don’t win big, so well, b*tch, i did (i did)
b*tches ain’t on sh*t but d*ck, i’m pullin’ triggers, not no wigs (yeah)
latto that, latto this (ha), tryna figurе out my biz (yeah)
tell the blogs whеn they speak on latto, don’t forget the big
higher than them tree tops (yeah), b*tch thinkin’ she hot (what?)
ap scally bust down (ice), long way from them g*shocks
your fave is a freak thot (on god), no walls, sheet rocks
told you he don’t eat, but to this p*ssy he gon’ beatbox

[outro]
ha, on god
this sh*t just too motherf*ckin’ easy
big latto, big money, big balenciaga, big been takin’ everything motherf*ckin’ big
i’m the biggest, ha
b*tch
ain’t nothin’ big about y’all hoes, so if the b*tch name ain’t latto, don’t put big in front of it, straight up

- mulatto lyrics

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