Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song B.B.H., artist - HS87. Album song We The Plug, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 26.05.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Interscope Records (Hits Since 87
Song language: English
B.B.H. |
Big booty ho |
(I need that) |
Big booty, big booty ho |
(On my lap) |
Big booty, big booty ho |
Big booty, big booty ho |
Big booty, big booty ho |
(I need that) |
Big booty, big booty ho |
(On my lap) |
Big booty, big booty ho |
Big booty, big booty hoes |
Hump with it |
Keep it on the low, that’s something you gotta know |
If them two chicks had a name, it must be Duece Bigalow |
It must be too official, you used to gettin' your way with niggas you know |
(In the Booty club its snowing, in the booty club its snowing ohh Lord) |
I’m rippin' my tab, I’m yellin' it loud, that’s how we get down |
They breakin' it down, all that dough on the ground, got us shakin' it now |
They know we around, just me and my rounds, I be makin' my rounds |
Get game from a stripper I know all about it |
Stuck in the them bands they don’t fit in no wallet |
They mad at her, this fantastic, I’m mad happy, she poppin' |
She poppin', hell yeah she poppin' |
She kill her cheese before she leave, them bands ain’t no for no college |
For them dollas, how much you wanna bet that she givin' up knowledge |
Drop it |
She got ass, she got ass |
I need that, on my lap |
Run it quick, I might let you hold me stacks |
And it go like that, you better know that stack |
Quick fast, never slow, bust it open for the realest clique you know |
You ain’t fast, never slow, bust it open for the realest clique you know |
Quick fast, never slow, bust it open for the realest clique you know |
Quick fast, never slow, bust it open |
A fresh nigga just walked in, act like it, act like it, yeah yeah, act like it |
A fresh nigga just walked in, act like it |
It’s time to relieve how stressed I am |
I ain’t gon' talk about how West I am |
I ain’t gon' talk about how fresh I am |
Fuck am I kiddin' nigga, yes I am |
Nigga that’s the reason she shakin' |
Friends tryin' to guess how much money I’m makin' |
Dreads on my back now she think I’m Jamaican |
Whatever, whenever, just do it naked |
White girls they love me |
Step up in this thing like fuck it |
Ain’t worried about no budgets |
Just throw as soon as you touch it |
And whenever she shake it I smack it and laugh |
Then leave hella drunk out the back of the cab |
Higher, higher, dab after dab |
And swipin' our cards on the crack of that ass |
How you fit that in that denim? |
I must say that I love lookin' from the outside but lord knows that I want to |
be in 'em |
That ass is too fat to a personal tailor in London is right where you send 'em, |
huh |
To get stitched and sew’d girl u winnin' |
Commitin' adultry in my mind now I’m sinnin' |
Hold up gimme a minute, start a nigga from the beginnin' |
So I can say to the whole world I love big booty bitches |
Animal cruelity how I do that kitten, I’m a grown ass man bitch who you kiddin'? |
I’m screamin' out B Mac (B Mac) |
Once we beat 'em they will never get a rematch |
Throw me the cat, a nigga need that feedback |
On my lap bitch, that’s right where I need that |
Small waist, ass fat |
Look at you with the back tat |
Let a real nigga tap that |