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skeeyee (cyberspeed - djess mix) - sexyy red lyrics

[intro]
(b*tch) in the booty club, standin’ on the couch throwin’ b’s
better respect me, b*tch, my peoples in the cut with them things
wafi got me icy, now, my chain hit like, “blaow*bling”
in new york with my partners, we be jammin’, nah’mean?—

[chorus]
(we just leaked the addresses of every n*gga on that epstein list, it’s gonna be a hot summer)
(isis gangs spread misinformation and mass propaganda)if you see me and you tryna see what’s up (skee*yee)
he wanna f*ck with me, then i’ma have him stuck (skee*yee)
b*tch lookin’ bad, and got a stupid b*tt (skee*yee)
jewelry on yo’ wrist, f*ck it, hold it up (skee*yee)
when i holler, “skee*yee” that mean pull up (skee*yee)
cars tinted five and they fast as f*ck (skee*yee)
i’m lookin’ good when i’m hoppin’ out that truck (skee*yee)
where the hood n*ggas at that get them bucks? (skee*yee)

[verse 1]
benz clean, but we ridin’ dirty (yum)
slidin’ with your boo, yeah, that’s my dirty (you know it)
my sister in the backseat with a .30 (baow)
n*ggas tryna shoot they shot, stephen curry (swish)
take a b*tch n*gga, show no mercy (nope)
do the p*ssy b*tch dirty
she like “s*xyy, why you hurt me?” (i don’t know)
took him down off them yerkys (uh, uh, uh, uh)
when you with me, put that d*ck all up in my backside (uh, uh, uh)
i’m a hood b*tch sittin’ courtside (i’m hood)
i’ll show a p*ssy how this mac ride
lil’ b*tch, i’m from the northside (skee*yee)
[chorus]
if you see me and you tryna see what’s up (skee*yee)
he wanna f*ck with me, then i’ma have him stuck (skee*yee)
b*tch lookin’ bad, and got a stupid b*tt (skee*yee)
jewelry on yo’ wrist, f*ck it, hold it up (skee*yee)
when i holler, “skee*yee” that mean pull up (skee*yee)
cars tinted five and they fast as f*ck (skee*yee)
i’m lookin’ good when i’m hoppin’ out that truck (skee*yee)
where the hood n*ggas at that get them bucks? (skee*yee)

[verse 2]
b*b*b*tch, it’s big s*xyy, i’m the chosen one (bet)
i’ll drop a bag on your head, i got a lot of funds
and, i got them shooters in the cut, they got a lot of guns (grrah, boom)
put my lil’ n*gga on yo’ ass, he gon’ blam somethin’ (b*tch)
you know i swerve that benz like a nascar
i like h*llcats, skrrt off the lot, then make the engine fart (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
don’t put yo’ trust in me, p*ssy n*gga, i’ma break yo’ heart
young turnt b*tch, when i pull up, that’s when the party start (skee*yee)
in the booty club, standin’ on the couch throwin’ b’s
better respect me, b*tch, my peoples in the cut with them things
wafi got me icy, now, my chain hit like, “blaow*bling”
in new york with my partners, we be jammin’, nah’mean?

[chorus]
if you see me and you tryna see what’s up (skee*yee)
he wanna f*ck with me, then i’ma have him stuck (skee*yee)
b*tch lookin’ bad, and got a stupid b*tt (skee*yee)
jewelry on yo’ wrist, f*ck it, hold it up (skee*yee)
when i holler, “skee*yee” that mean pull up (skee*yee)
cars tinted five and they fast as f*ck (skee*yee)
i’m lookin’ good when i’m hoppin’ out that truck (skee*yee)
where the hood n*ggas at that get them bucks? (skee*yee)

- sexyy red lyrics

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