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fr - redda lyrics

[intro]
mhm, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah

[verse]
my b*tch so bad, man, i think i’m in love for real (yeah, yeah)
and my b*tch so bad, man, i think i’m in love for real (yeah, yeah)
know we havin’ the funds and we havin’ the funds for real (yeah, yeah)
you know i get high and you know i got drugs for real (huh, for real)
got a trackhawk, baby know i’m havin’ that fun for real (on a track’, track’)
redda get a lil’ b*tch a lil’ diamond, that’s [?] a mil (yeah)
yeah, motherf*cker cold again, know i’m runnin’ my squad (yeah)
i want chasin’ the motherf*ckin’ mil’
you know i’m winnin’ this sh*t when i start skip meals
you know b*tch got brеad, that b*tch got buns for real (yeah)
and i heard shе a plug, boy, you f*ck with them nines for real
and i got funds for real (yeah), i got bread, no deal (yeah)
sippin’ red out a seal ’cause i earned it
every time i’m with your baddie, i splurge
yeah, yeah, i keep f*ckin’ that ho, said it hurt
yeah, yeah, yeah, i keep f*ckin’ that ho on a perc’
and these motherf*ckers mad ’cause my money, it twerk
hundred bands on the spot, man, that sh*t was a blur (yeah)
know i’m havin’ the bag ’cause lil’ redda a flirt (yeah)
(yeah) motherf*ckers mad ’cause i’m havin’ that motion, lil’ b*tch, i’m gettin’ that bread (uh)
i got racks, lil’ b*tch, if you ever havin’ a problem, we puttin’ that sh*t on your head
bad b*tch goin’ right to my d*ck, to my bed
bad b*tch, f*cked that ho in the dark, it’s not lit
on a molly, i know that b*tch is so lit
she a fan, she wanna come take a lil’ pic
yeah, and he mad that i took his lil’ b*tch
can’t scare me with that, put away that lil’ stick
on a motherf*ckin’ xan, that b*tch on a stick
b*tch, i look like a vamp when i’m rockin’ that rick
no problem, not bad, but she know that i’m him
not havin’ big money, his racks so slim

- redda lyrics

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