| Ooh, lil' thot bitch
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| Lil' thot bitch, lil' thot bitch
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| Lil' thot bitch, lil' thot bitch (Helluva made this beat, baby)
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| Lil' thot bitch, hmm
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| Give a fuck 'bout no thot pocket, lil' slut bucket
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| I ain’t got shit to say to no cum guzzler
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| Lil' dick suckin' bitch, lil' dick fuckin' bitch
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| You a golddigger, you can’t get shit from me, bitch
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| Fuck a lame nigga and an opp nigga, hmm
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| Lean with it, rock with it
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| Don’t ask me 'bout no niggas that I’m not with, huh
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| Don’t ask me 'bout no hoes I got caught with, huh
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| I was on the road bringin' 'back dog shit, huh
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| You was on the road bringin' 'back dogshit, huh
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| You be on the 'Gram flexin' in your dawg whip, huh
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| I be on the 'Gram tryna see who dawg with, huh
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| Lean with it, rock with it
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| Throw that bitch in the air, get him dropped with it
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| Throw that bitch in the air, hit an opp with it
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| Throw that bitch in the air, hit his top with it, hmm
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| You don’t understand nothin', you gon' understand me
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| You got swung with the Bloods, you won’t get no plan B
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| She don’t get no Plan B if I hit that pussy raw
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| Steve been all up in her jaw, booty clap like round of applause
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| Chopper clap like round of applause, got the hundred round from the mall,
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| titties out like Mardi Gras, hmm
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| Titties out like Mardi Gras, brick white like coleslaw, wrestin' match,
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| no holds barred
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| Man count with this mask on
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| Dude love 'em, kept the jack gone
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| Need a hard pass when I’m back home
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| Tell your big homie get a backbone
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| Fuck ten bitches, my back strong
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| Let 'em ride me 'til they tracks gone
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| Let 'em blow me like a saxophone
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| Then block the number, don’t answer phone
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| Gator boots, gold teeth in, hair loud, actin' like I’m Jerome
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| Chain on, so the lights was on
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| Values, only learned right from wrong
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| Learnin' Spanish from the maricons
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| Leanin' on it, 'cause the rifle long
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| Jeans tight like biker clothes
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| But I don’t ride choppers, just shoot choppers
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| I don’t solve problems, just shoot problems
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| I fuck mamas and shoot mamas
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| It’s fuck everybody, to be honest
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| Spend your rent on my shoe shopping, huh
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| Pinch me if I’m lyin', ah
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| Pinch me if I’m dreamin', huh
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| Bet money I got the iron, ah
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| Bet money I’ll squeeze it, huh
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| Tim Ryan got that nine now
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| Better call Lil Money if you see him, huh
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| Better pay his money if you owe him, huh
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| He don’t play no games, yeah, you know him, huh
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| You know we made it through the store, huh
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| For that ho shit, we ain’t goin', huh
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| All he do is hit my whore, huh
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| We gon' send a nigga to the Lord, huh
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| Take it straight to the morgue, huh
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| Transform, Megazord, huh
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| AK got a sword, huh
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| Built tough like Ford, huh
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| Clip long, 'stension cord, huh
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| Pimp-smack my favorite whore, huh
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| Bitch-smack a nigga daughter
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| White Dawn with reverse doors, huh
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| 'Wood guts on the floor, huh
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| Hoes all on the floor
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| Big booty galore, huh
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| Off a five, won’t snore, huh
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| Pop a Perc' at the store, huh
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| Guaranteed I’ma score, huh
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| Baby want more, baby want more, huh
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| Give a fuck 'bout no thot pocket, lil' slut bucket
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| I ain’t got shit to say to no cum guzzler
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| Lil' dick suckin' bitch, lil' dick fuckin' bitch
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| You a golddigger, you can’t get shit from me, bitch
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| Fuck a lame nigga and an opp nigga, hmm
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| Lean with it, rock with it
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| Don’t ask me 'bout no niggas that I’m not with, huh
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| Don’t ask me 'bout no hoes I got caught with |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bully Ball , by - Sada Baby. Song from the album Skuba Sada 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп