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plenty drama - pressa lyrics

[intro]
yeah, she cause plenty drama
pretty lil bad b*tch* yeah
yeah yeah yeah

[chorus]
she cause plenty drama
pretty lil bad b*tch in balenciagas
i got an awful choice in women yeah i’m sorry mama
i might just take a five sp*ce and make it extra mama
and i’m a dog so she could be a dog hakuna matata
she take flights but she mostly go to the bahamas
so much water on a n*gga look like a scuba diver
i was trappin out the diver
and grew up i knew my rivals
and grew up i knew my rivals

[verse 1]
and they gon always think i’m f*cking down the whole city
i f*ck with all these lil hoes but ain’t no hoe wit me
i know my friends i might just hit it with petrolinine
and these girls are s*xy i dont wanna die slowly
i don’t ever please a b*tch before she please me
and her boyfriend he a urkle call him stevie
rip dz like let’s be mean free
and they don’t never know the tensions that’s between me
i miss my n*ggas hope they hear me on the radio
’cause they know clarity coming out of jail for
my n*gga will cut you in the fields give you a b*tt four
drive fast no buckle
my life a juggle
i’m getting money now through the speed limit
i got a business counting do withdraw limits
i sent my lil’ b*tch on the ground all the way with dawson
and they ain’t never show you like they leave you in dawkin
[chorus]
she cause plenty drama
pretty lil’ bad b*tch in balenciagas
i got an awful choice of women yeah i’m sorry mama
i might just take a five sp*ce and make it extra mama
and i’m a dog so she could be a dog hakuna matata
she take flights but she mostly go to the bahamas
so much water on a n*gga look like a scuba diver
i was trappin out the diver
and grew up i knew my rivals
and grew up i knew my rivals

[verse 2]
i’m talking new releases
and my opps they tryna keep up i ordered newer pieces
n*ggas dissing on the gang give me a bad reason
i smoke a n*gga then i go an eat some lil caesars
she want the lambo cuz it’s way faster than lil beemer
i’m in the kitchen i’m professor call me mean ether
and my n*ggas they do time like the street meaning
and she my baby she my baby she my baby diva
might put a baby in her

[chorus]
she cause plenty drama
pretty lil bad b*tch in balenciagas
i got an awful choice of women yeah im sorry mama
i might just take a five sp*ce and make it extra mama
and i’m a dog so she could be a dog hakuna matata
she take flights but she mostly go to the bahamas
so much water on a n*gga look like a scuba diver
i was trappin out the diver
and grew up i knew my rivals
and grew up i knew my rivals

- pressa lyrics

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