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like sum fendi + - wonder (rapper) lyrics

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[intro]

ha, uh all you b*tches smell like sh*t
aye, yuh, uh

top ten made it

i been hoppin’ outta whips, i been hoppin’ outta bentleys
i been collecting them chips, i’ve been feening for some benjis
i just keep on making hits, b*tches want me like sum fendi
i just keep on talking sh*t, p*ssy speak to me directly

uh, aye, yuh

oh my god, don’t make yourself sound like a dip*sh*t
forty whole bands up in my pocket, that sh*t brushing my d*ck
that b*tch gon’ hop up out the foreign then she hop right on this
okay that b*tch ain’t nothing special she don’t pique my interest

okay, like sh*t, b*tch i don’t f*ck with no cop
yea i just d*d*dropped
b*tch i’m not ruby i’m not on your block
you need to learn when the f*ck to just stop

okay, like i just want the cash motherf*cker i’m bout it
throwing money at me like a motherf*cking fountain
holy sh*t, all this f*cking water b*tch
lately i’ve been feeling like i’m motherf*cking drowning

like all on my all on my all on my wrist
these b*tches be hoppin’ like all up on my d*ck
you must be stupid i ain’t falling for this
i don’t make no beats but i’m choppin’ the mix

i pull up with plenty, i take her to denny’s
act like i got b*tches but i don’t got many
she just want some henny
i beat it like kenny
like sh*t b*tch i’ve been f*cking ballin like

i’ve been, i’ve been hoppin’ outta whips, i been hoppin’ outta bentleys
i been collecting them chips, i’ve been feening for some benjis
i just keep on making hits, b*tches want me like sum fendi
i just keep on talking sh*t, p*ssy speak to me directly

uh, aye, yuh

you b*tches don’t know when to just shut the f*ck up
i don’t got no feelings for no one, i don’t give a f*ck
and i’m just tryna get me a net
i’m feeling like [?], squad b*tch the way i be all the way up
i’m on my own business, why you p*ssies always just tryna get all up into my own stuff

uh, aye, you think that you ain’t way too much to manage
first things first lil’ b*tch i got some higher standards
my homies talking to you just like they my f*cking bandits
and ya’ll be faking sh*t while i am mother f*cking candid

your girl suck on my d*ck*tip
i never miss, um b*tch i’m tryna dip
cause her room is messy as sh*t, we ain’t gonna mix

uh bro i don’t like you dude, you is artificial, i’m not tryna be rude
talk to your b*tch and i made her my boo
and i drip anywhere b*tch i can never lose

i’ve been hoppin’ outta whips, i been hoppin’ outta bentleys
i been collecting them chips, i’ve been feening for some benjis
i just keep on making hits, b*tches want me like sum fendi
i just keep on talking sh*t, p*ssy speak to me directly

[outro]
uh, yuh, aye, yuh

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