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bbl - rated-r playboy lyrics

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(verse 1)

i’m a savage n***a i ain’t trippin’ off of no basic
(f*ckin no basic b*tch)

need my girl to swallow the kids that i’m not raising
(you know what time it is)

got some new titties with a bbl, she my favorite
(that’s my favorite b*tch)
might surprise shorty with a pop up and just taste it, just taste it

get your nails did and ima cash app you like $400
(like four)

she said she pulling up, i said don’t unless your throat coming
(bring your throat)

it ain’t no chasing a n*gga like me, i’m out chea road running
(i’m on the go)

she bouncing that ass , she moving that ass , she give me the addy, my foot on the gas i want that

booty*

(chorus)

girl you know i need that ..

yeah you know i need that..

throw it back i love that..

make it bounce i love that..

girl you know i need that ..
yeah you know i need that..

yeah you know i need that..

[baha banks] yeah you know he need that..

big bank

(verse 2) [baha bank$]

oh you got three kids? d*mn, that sound like baggage
(d*mn)

b*tches don’t want smoke, that’s why they kissin ass and dappin
(nah)
i ain’t lifting up my skirt, and we ain’t f*ckin on no mattress
(nah,nah)
baby put in work, eat it better than my last man
(umm)
you see all this ass, i ain’t f*ckin for no cash app

fly me out to london on a g5 i got mad stamps
(check my passport)

worry about yourself, don’t be askin bout the last simp
you gone block your blessings, you think kanye was gone pass kim?

(chorus)

girl you know i need that ..

yeah you know i need that..

throw it back i love that..

make it bounce i love that..

repeat 2x

(verse 3)

only poppin out big
(everything big)

never little
(f*ck you mean)

bounce that ass
(bouncing that ass)

make it dribble
(shaking that ass)

duckin these hoes only got one seat up in the middle
(skirt skirt skirt)

running that bag up in the last month we done trippled
(run up a check)

send that pin through and ima let you know when i’m comin
(on the way)

throw it back at me them thick b*tches be runnin

keep it solid with you my pockets full of them hundreds
(cash)

know just how i be comin

put it all in your stomach

- rated r playboy lyrics

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