Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song FDB, artist - Young Dro. Date of issue: 25.03.2013
Song language: English
FDB |
| Westside, Bankhead, is where I’m from |
| Everything y’all did, it been done |
| My True game and my shoe game? |
| You can’t touch that shit |
| Bitch steady hollerin' 'bout fuck me? |
| Nah, fuck that bitch |
| Fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch |
| Bitch steady hollerin' 'bout fuck me? |
| Nah, fuck that bitch |
| Fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch |
| Bitch steady hollerin' 'bout fuck me? |
| Nah, fuck that bitch |
| Three, what you wanna do here? |
| Bitch, I’ma float like root beer |
| Still workin' on gettin' the coupe cleared, you ain’t got none of my shoe gear |
| Red on the bottom, right, that red, shawty, she a model, her hair red |
| Bitch you ugly and bitch you ugly, and both y’all hoes look scary |
| I don’t wanna get married (Nope) chick, you a bird, parrot |
| I’m eatin' so good these hoes like, «Boy you’re gettin' fat, eat salad» |
| I’m ridin' round and I’m gettin' it in and I’m bunkin (2 Chainz) |
| Got your main bitch on my dick, shit, she ain’t nothin' (You lame) |
| Her hips fat, I seen her walk past, I was like, «Shit» |
| She seen my Audemar, she tried to touch that, I said, «Bitch» |
| I bang hoes ridin' in the top drop Range Rove |
| I train hoes, I’m a pimp, Trinidad James clothes |
| Westside, Bankhead, is where I’m from |
| Everything y’all did, it been done |
| My True game and my shoe game? |
| You can’t touch that shit |
| Bitch steady hollerin' 'bout fuck me? |
| Nah, fuck that bitch |
| Fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch |
| Bitch steady hollerin' 'bout fuck me? |
| Nah, fuck that bitch |
| Fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch |
| Bitch steady hollerin' 'bout fuck me? |
| Nah, fuck that bitch |
| Three, FDB man, fly like AirTran |
| Me and E-Louie's got checkerboards on, you ain’t got that pair man |
| With my FDB clique, thirty-three deep shit |
| You tell that bitch, «Man fuck that ho, I ain’t stuntin' that cheap trick» |
| Six for a bird bath, bitch, where’s your skirt at? |
| Ah, I like it, blowin' that kush on you like purp packs |
| Y’all niggas so wack, and bitch you so green |
| I pull up on the scene in the green Saleen, yeah nigga, I’m too clean |
| Westside, what’s upper? |
| Y’all niggas my supper |
| Fuck that bitch, 'fore I do that shit, I might need me a rubber |
| Belly on rotund, one whip, four guns |
| If you see the baby mama holla, «Fuck that bitch», that ho ain’t no one |
| Westside, Bankhead, is where I’m from |
| Everything y’all did, it been done |
| My True game and my shoe game? |
| You can’t touch that shit |
| Bitch steady hollerin' 'bout fuck me? |
| Nah, fuck that bitch |
| Fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch |
| Bitch steady hollerin' 'bout fuck me? |
| Nah, fuck that bitch |
| Fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch |
| Bitch steady hollerin' 'bout fuck me? |
| Nah, fuck that bitch |
| Westside, Bankhead, is where I’m from |
| Everything y’all did, it been done |
| My True game and my shoe game? |
| You can’t touch that shit |
| Bitch steady hollerin' 'bout fuck me? |
| Nah, fuck that bitch |