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bad sex - tellyman lyrics

ayy, i’m at the top of my game, i’m who they hate
this sh*t come with the fame, that’s how i knew that i made it
i woke up lookin’ this good, i’m in my prime, these n*ggas gotta get played
if these b*tches ain’t mad, i need to go harder, i can’t let ’em think we the same
ass sittin’ up like a horse’s, pretty like a portrait, mouth full of diamonds and porcelain
b*tch, i know i’m gorgeous, lil’ bitty waist, big titties, i don’t need no corset
rich off these endors*m*nts, y’all hoes lazy, always worried ’bout a boyfriend
pockets gettin’ thicker and thicker, i’m tastin’ the money, it look like i ate a few hundreds
i just hopped on a g6, i’m gettin’ head while i’m playin’ my switch, hmm
this n*gga found out about that n*gga, i don’t give a f*ck ’cause i’m a pimp, hmm
b*tch, i look good in my throwbacks, look good chubby, i look good slim, hmm
ignorin’ the haters that speak on my body, this p*ssy ain’t for none of them
ayy, pullin’ hoes scalp back like a scrunchie, tuned in, you subscribe to me monthly
a bum b*tch can’t get in my company, surrounded by stars like i’m reppin’ my country
projection, whole lotta projectin’, you do the sh*t that you put on the next b*tch
bet against me, f*ck up your parlay, these n*ggas know i’m the biggest investment
hmm, ayy, i’m at the top of my game, i’m who they hate
this sh*t come with the fame, that’s how i knew that i made it
i woke up lookin’ this good, i’m in my prime, these n*ggas gotta get played
if these b*tches ain’t mad, i need to go harder, i can’t let ’em think we the same, hmm
everything bigger in texas, no injections, we at the pole, no elections
b*tch, don’t come around me tryna pass out drugs, ho, i ain’t poppin’ no teslas
i don’t wanna take no pictures, i don’t get along with these airhead b*tches, hmm
i don’t even know this ho, the b*tch keep beggin’ me for attention, hmm
this pimp sh*t ain’t nothin’ new to me, i knew he was for the community
these hoes love to stick around and get they heart broke, i’ma bounce on a n*gga like booty cheeks
slide down on the d*ck like new sheets
talk him through it, let him know what to do to me
y’all hoes treat a n*gga like a death row meal, i treat n*ggas like charcuterie (ah)
self*made, as*xual, and i’m always on point like a decimal
irritatin’ these b*tches like eczema, i can hang anywhere like a t*st*cl*
so much winnin’, they thinkin’ it’s rigged, never thought i would do it this big
i’m the youngest b*tch ownin’ her masters, b*tches old as f*ck, stuck in a deal, hmm
ayy, i’m at the top of my game, i’m who they hate
this sh*t come with the fame, that’s how i knew that i made it
i woke up lookin’ this good, i’m in my prime, these n*ggas gotta get played
if these b*tches ain’t mad, i need to go harder, i can’t let ’em think we the same
i don’t wanna be your bestie, these hoes messy, always worried ’bout the next aids
always itchin’ for a motherf*ckin’ problem, b*tch, ho, please, this some bad s*x
always beggin’ me to crash out with these losers, shut up, enjoy this music
y’all gon’ learn i move on my time and not for none of y’all amus*m*nt, hmm

- tellyman lyrics

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