ms.parker - subiibabii lyrics
[intro]
n*gga, i hate you
yo’ music suck, f*ck wrong with yo’ p*ssy ass, f*ck you, subii
n*gga said, “swagg school”, n*gga
need to take yo’ d*mn self to swagg school
n*gga, you ain’t got no d*mn swag
i’m tryna f*ck his wife, how you doin’, ms. parker?
i’m tryna f*ck his wife, how you doin’, ms. parker?
i’m tryna f*ck his wife, how you doin’, ms. parker?
(shut up—shut up, subii)
(i love you)
[chorus]
i’m tryna f*ck his wife, how you doin’, ms. parker?
hoe, don’t spill no drink on my gucci collar
boy, you need to up yo’ rank, why you stuck on copper?
heard you n*ggas can’t make a dollar, that ain’t my problem, nah
b*tch, i’m dressed up in that prada, better hide yo’ daughter, yeah
send him to our father, don’t want problems, yeah
[verse]
he don’t want no problems, yeah
f*cked this b*tch, don’t call her, yeah
i’ma bob, this marley, yeah
she tryna rock my cartier
i got margiela on me
no, bro, i’m not yo’ homie
montana, i feel like tony
closed case, no ceremony
yo, bet, these hoes so phony
i drop fifty, these n*ggas can’t hold me
i drop fifty, these n*ggas can’t hold me
(this*this*this is love music)
[chorus]
i’m tryna f*ck his wife, how you doin’, ms. parker?
hoe, don’t spill no drink on my gucci collar
boy, you need to up yo’ rank, why you stuck on copper?
heard you n*ggas can’t make a dollar, that ain’t my problem, nah
b*tch, i’m dressed up in that prada, better hide yo’ daughter, yeah
send him to our father, don’t want problems, yeah
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