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peachtree - rtb mb lyrics

[intro]:
rtb n*gga come on

[verse 1]:
i ain’t no plumber but i always got my pipe out
like you ain’t pay the bill have my n*gga knock yo lights out
at the club bruised up n*gga i got my ice out
presidential whips and exotic glocks i’m at the white house
n*ggas tender bout a b*tch i hit his hoe he wanna fight now
same b*tch that you pillow talking got her on a flight now
she irritating but her p*ssy good so i might pound
she bout to ride with this water on my wrist said me might drown

[verse 2]:
b*tch jumping to conclusions she like 5 foot
hit a b*tch she gone tell her friend cause it’s textbook
b*tch better have my money that’s the best hook
glock leave a n*gga stretched like a left hook
know some real n*ggas went to court in some tom fords
young n*ggas f*cking hoes on camera like jersey shore
my mexican b*tch only know 10 words i just called her dora
told my b*tch let my have my way you’ll see bora bora

[verse 3]:
you ever seen fiji well let me be
cartis on made a movie with yo b*tch it’s in 3d
she like my music so she finna let me bone for a sneak peek
in the a she treat me like i’m lil jon im finna skeet skeet
told lil baby that i only want the head she trynna beat meat
how the f*ck you got designer shirts on but yo feets weak
she made it sloppy then she cleaned it up that’s my neat freak
i heard you f*cking with them dirty hoes who leave a sheet streak
[verse 4]:
i’m trynna get white rich i might bleach me
i’m in the a with 6 hoes this a freak neek
we in the a a hunnit bows down on peachtree
that’s a fake presi lil n*gga they gone impeach you
told my b*tch she don’t like my hoes she can leave too
told my dog you can play yo role you can eat too
feel like otis b*tch don’t n0body need you
why you lying on that glock we dont believe you

[verse 5]:
i was blind to the bullsh*t n*gga now it’s see thru
i’ll jump off a bridge before i tell a b*tch i need you
i been popping percs to ease the pain yeah i think i need 2
back to back days f*cking on yo b*tch this a sequel
i be in the crib thinking d*mn what the f*ck would meech do
i seen yo name on that paperwork we can’t be cool
everytime we bout to f*ck a b*tch she let me choose
i call my n*gga chi bob the builder he keep tools

[verse 6]:
i just but a b*tch in timeout she like to break rules
i just got a n*gga crossed out for staring at my jewels
i’ll hit yo b*tch with a 10 n*gga cash rules
made man n*ggas don’t like me but gotta act cool
everytime these n*ggas try they hand bullets tattooed
everytime i sneeze she gone bless me n*gga achoo
how you ain’t know she a hoe check the attributes

- rtb mb lyrics

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