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breath stank - your stepdad lyrics

[chorus]
tell a bad b*tch her breath—
tell a bad b*tch her breath—
tell a bad b*tch her breath stank, yeah (grrah)
i gotta climb the ranks
rick ross, walk to the bank
b*tch i come quick, not a minute late
never take her on a dinner date
cool meeting at the round table, can’t tell you what i’m finna make (make)
on my d*ck— on my d*ck ’cause i innovate (grrah)
lamborghini with a mint fade
lamborghini with a mint fade (sh*t)
why they always throwin’ shots at us
shoot a n*gga down like a mixtape (grrah, bih)

[verse 1]
ask your b*tch how my d*ck taste
tell a bad b*tch her breath stank
tell a bad b*tch her breath stank
she don’t know she turnеd a n*gga off
she won’t never gеt a next date (sh*t)
tryna give a n*gga h*lla thoughts
how she dealin’ with the neck pain? (neck)
put the whole thing in her throat
she gon’ feel like she’s the next date (grrah)
[chorus]
tell a bad b*tch her breath— (sh*t)
tell a bad b*tch her breath—
tell a bad b*tch her breath stank (grrah)
i gotta climb the ranks
rick ross, walk to the bank
b*tch i come quick, not a minute late
never take her on a dinner date (sh*t)
cool meeting at the round table, can’t tell you what i’m finna make (make)
on my d*ck— on my d*ck ’cause i innovate (grrah)
lamborghini with a mint fade
lamborghini with a mint fade (sh*t)
why they always throwin’ shots at us?
shoot a n*gga down like a mixtape

[verse 2]
get rich with a wrist [?]
trust b*tch, that’s a mistake (d*mn)
i be talkin’ to the wall h*lla, i just listen what the brick say
b*tch listen to the rich ways
can’t be stuck in your b*tch ways (grrah)
shorty like that i made it, wanna call me innovative (grrah)
now the shorty gettin’ naked
now the b*tch in my face (sh*t)
why that b*tch in my face
uh— uh— (sh*t)
d*mn, d*mn, aye
tell a— tell a— aye
stepdad sh*t, aye
[chorus]
tell a bad b*tch her breath— (grrah)
tell a bad b*tch her breath—
tell a bad b*tch her breath stank, yeah
i gotta climb the ranks
rick ross, walk to the bank (sh*t)
b*tch i come quick, not a minute late
never take her on a dinner date (date)
cool meeting at the round table, can’t tell you what i’m finna make
on my d*ck— on my d*ck ’cause i innovate (grrah)
lamborghini with a mint fade
lamborghini with a mint fade (sh*t)
why they always throwin’ shots at us?
shoot a n*gga down like a mixtape
(boom boom, grreh)

- your stepdad lyrics

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