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stupid - rabbit lyrics

[verse: 1]
i’m on my stupid sh-t my diamonds aqua-blue and sh-t
ride like a hyena took the nenna out the uterus
freako told me i should change my name to you da sh-t
cause every time i hit the club they be like you da sh-t
40 low tennis show fly figures stunttin’
shawwty keep the money money keep the p-ssy runny
i got that new new he call that p-ssy yummy
she got that run through he call that p-ssy rummy
turn the lights on -ss stupid stupid fat
look at em’ faking like he know just what to do with that
these hoes ain’t f-ckin’ with me everywhere i go i be so sadiddy
so real hoes chill 305 wrist on chill

[hook]
b-ss build in my backseat trunk rattling real hard
ol’ school since so high 5’2″ but i feel large
b-tch mad hating on me hating on me i feel yall
but i still ball yea i still ball
-ss stupid big cash stupid swag stupid big
that’s why you feel stupid b-tch b-tch
stupid big rag stupid big that’s why you on that stupid sh-t
cuase you feel real stupid b-tch

[verse: 2]
i’m on a mission to get it
these basic b-tches is trippin’
off this money i’m flipping
vip big tipping freako sent me to rip it
that all i do to you b-tches
on my to some money
they say the walk something vicious
we taking big trips first cl-ss
big hips fat -ss
new range big thangs
rockstar big chain
we big time we get shine
i know you see i gets mine
we lashing out and they nauseous
i’m toast let me get lost b-tch
dj turn the mof-ckin’ lights
on cause you know i really love it when the lights on
we can do it all night till my tights off
leave ya shoes and shirts and ya ice on
i hope that ain’t too hood
that how i get when that drink is good
looking like cash blazing when i ride p-ss and my

[verse: 3]
r-a-b-b-i-t i be on it b-tch i’m bout it bout it
ain’t no doubt about it we get money while they pout about it
catch me riding in that audi check me when i hop up out it
body banging like a blood i got my whole block around me
dc till the death of me i can’t help but rep my city
got the recipe cook it up and come and get it
rabbit bout her cabbage get it quick then she be runnin’ with it
100’s 50’s 20’s honey l!ck my fingers as i peel it
yall be on some stupid sh-t i be on that other sh-t
yall be on that groupie list i be on that other list
they hate but never disrespect them b-tches know better then that
no good to ya neighborhood and i’m turned up like my camp would and my

-ss stupid big cash stupid swag stupid big
that’s why you feel stupid b-tch b-tch
stupid big rag stupid big that’s why you on that stupid sh-t
cuase you feel real stupid b-tch

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