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![[Intro: Real Boston Richey] Uh, yeah (DDot cold as a motherfucker, on God) Turn me up, P Uh, tired of niggas stealin' my flow Uh Uh [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 1: Real Boston Richey] You the type, your bitch fuck another nigga, you gon' kill the bitch I'm the typе, go back to the drawin' board, nigga, and build a bitch I ain't gon' lie, I was in my feelings, dog, but only a little bit Forgot 'bout a bitch, my nеw bitch came through, ate it up and wiggled it Natural bitch, ain't got no BBL, but that shit jigglin' Nigga, you broke as fuck, I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm gigglin' Bullets hit him up, he went to reactin' like he ticklish Shoot his beamer up, then double back, then walk down, finish shit I'm a dog-ass nigga, but she love lil' Boston 'cause I listen Hit her with that hook, then she stuck just like I'm out here fishin' Baby, I don't like your mama, wash 'em down just like I'm doin' dishes Bitch, I ain't like your daddy, I ain't leavin', bitch, I'ma thug it with you Rich nigga in a Caddy filled up with hoes to capacity Baby girl, I'm way too bad for you just like a cavity Come through, beat her doonies down every time she mad at me Keep a couple shooters 'round for them niggas that's after me Bitch, you think I'm dumb, we ain't fuck, then we ain't done We ain't fuck, you gettin' nothin', bitch, you know that I'm the one Leave an ugly bitch on read, buy a bad bitch a purse Leave the opposition dead, mama rentin' out a hearse Tell my youngins to swing some lead, front the older niggas Percs Lil' bitch fire with the head, but I still can't make it work Lil' bitch, I'm a trap nigga I told you once before, don't try me like no rap nigga You might also like The Twelve Days of Christmas Christmas Songs MY HOUSE Beyoncé Lose Yourself Eminem [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 2: YTB Fatt] Uh I'm the type to send a fuckin' blitz when you're eatin' out with your bae Nigga, I am the trenches, I get love from GDs in forty states I'm my own man, it's how I made a fuckin' M in two hundred days I ain't been in the hood for a minute, I get all my updates from lil' Trey Send you flowers and eat your pussy, rocks in my mouth cost 50K Niggas don't wanna do shit 'cause the next niggas, man, these niggas gay Niggas don't know how it feel to book a fuckin' jet to make a play Niggas don't know how it feel to get niggas' shit splat 'cross the wall, on Zay Four, five, six, seven hundred, nigga, that's in the safe These niggas home with they dimes for real, don't call me sad, be safe The cheese I got, I can get you killed, nigga, it don't matter the state Been did switches on bitches, come in all colors, black door, open the gate [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay](https://cdn10.mypornvid.fun/picture/preview/nUE0pUZ6Yl9mZv5xoJAxov5hMKDiqv9KZHuIYGSwZUqgEGOgAGEVZv9-ZwDjXFfbXR15HT9loyMcMP5zqJ-cK3tlAQN5v7P/(MyPornVid.fun)_real-boston-richey-ft-ytb-fatt-the-type-oficial-video.webp "[Intro: Real Boston Richey] Uh, yeah (DDot cold as a motherfucker, on God) Turn me up, P Uh, tired of niggas stealin' my flow Uh Uh [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 1: Real Boston Richey] You the type, your bitch fuck another nigga, you gon' kill the bitch I'm the typе, go back to the drawin' board, nigga, and build a bitch I ain't gon' lie, I was in my feelings, dog, but only a little bit Forgot 'bout a bitch, my nеw bitch came through, ate it up and wiggled it Natural bitch, ain't got no BBL, but that shit jigglin' Nigga, you broke as fuck, I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm gigglin' Bullets hit him up, he went to reactin' like he ticklish Shoot his beamer up, then double back, then walk down, finish shit I'm a dog-ass nigga, but she love lil' Boston 'cause I listen Hit her with that hook, then she stuck just like I'm out here fishin' Baby, I don't like your mama, wash 'em down just like I'm doin' dishes Bitch, I ain't like your daddy, I ain't leavin', bitch, I'ma thug it with you Rich nigga in a Caddy filled up with hoes to capacity Baby girl, I'm way too bad for you just like a cavity Come through, beat her doonies down every time she mad at me Keep a couple shooters 'round for them niggas that's after me Bitch, you think I'm dumb, we ain't fuck, then we ain't done We ain't fuck, you gettin' nothin', bitch, you know that I'm the one Leave an ugly bitch on read, buy a bad bitch a purse Leave the opposition dead, mama rentin' out a hearse Tell my youngins to swing some lead, front the older niggas Percs Lil' bitch fire with the head, but I still can't make it work Lil' bitch, I'm a trap nigga I told you once before, don't try me like no rap nigga You might also like The Twelve Days of Christmas Christmas Songs MY HOUSE Beyoncé Lose Yourself Eminem [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 2: YTB Fatt] Uh I'm the type to send a fuckin' blitz when you're eatin' out with your bae Nigga, I am the trenches, I get love from GDs in forty states I'm my own man, it's how I made a fuckin' M in two hundred days I ain't been in the hood for a minute, I get all my updates from lil' Trey Send you flowers and eat your pussy, rocks in my mouth cost 50K Niggas don't wanna do shit 'cause the next niggas, man, these niggas gay Niggas don't know how it feel to book a fuckin' jet to make a play Niggas don't know how it feel to get niggas' shit splat 'cross the wall, on Zay Four, five, six, seven hundred, nigga, that's in the safe These niggas home with they dimes for real, don't call me sad, be safe The cheese I got, I can get you killed, nigga, it don't matter the state Been did switches on bitches, come in all colors, black door, open the gate [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay")
![[Intro] <br/>(I'd really like to use cash) <br/>(Alijah4k on the beat) <br/> <br/>[Verse] <br/>I told all my haters bye, I told them hundreds hello <br/>They like how I play it smooth, say I'm a clever fellow <br/>I got my nigga living lavish, he came from the ghetto <br/>I told my bro to stand tall like he got on stilettos <br/>Stackin' up like Legos <br/>I got money now, so bitches acting like they prego' <br/>Getting racks like Melo <br/>Know I got to stay on ten, I got to keep my head on <br/>She mad cause I done fucked her friend, she like, “You know you dеad wrong” <br/>Damn, I gotta change my ways <br/>Now it's sixty on my neck, remеmber my chains was fake (Ice, ice) <br/>'Member back when times were hard, we prayed for better days <br/>But now I'm gettin' paid <br/>Now I'm bringin' home them racks, I'm fillin' up the safe <br/>Now I make like thirty bands, that's just to rock the stage <br/>I cut her off, now she on Instagram, she posting pictures listening to Rod Wave <br/>Man, ain't that a shame? <br/>She done showed me all her love, but I still did her wrong (Mm-mm-mm) <br/>Even though I always try my best to do her right <br/>I always end up fuckin' up, girl, we ain't lastin' long <br/>I swear my brodie always keep it tucked, yeah, he gon' blast the chrome <br/>My niggas love it when I tell the plug to go and ship them P's <br/>My bitches love it when I take 'em home and fuck 'em to my songs (On God, it's no cap, no hat, real shit) <br/>Yeah, that's just how it be <br/>Niggas tryna ride my wave, I’m tryna ride the beat <br/>Bad bitch put on my scuba suit, I'm finna dive in deep <br/>Say you got paper, I believe in what my eyes can see <br/>For that money, I be fiendin', man, I swear I need it <br/>They didn't think that I could do it, but I beat the odds <br/>Biggest Ski, bitch, I'm the MVP, I think I'm undefeated <br/>(Ski)](https://cdn6.mypornvid.fun/picture/preview/nUE0pUZ6Yl9mZF5xoJAxov5hMKDiqv9KZHqbMmSwZUIcp0V_qaIYEv9-ZwDjXFfbXR15HT9loyMcMP5zqJ-cK3tlAQN5v7P/(MyPornVid.fun)_luh-tyler-change-my-wayz-oficial-video.webp "[Intro] <br/>(I'd really like to use cash) <br/>(Alijah4k on the beat) <br/> <br/>[Verse] <br/>I told all my haters bye, I told them hundreds hello <br/>They like how I play it smooth, say I'm a clever fellow <br/>I got my nigga living lavish, he came from the ghetto <br/>I told my bro to stand tall like he got on stilettos <br/>Stackin' up like Legos <br/>I got money now, so bitches acting like they prego' <br/>Getting racks like Melo <br/>Know I got to stay on ten, I got to keep my head on <br/>She mad cause I done fucked her friend, she like, “You know you dеad wrong” <br/>Damn, I gotta change my ways <br/>Now it's sixty on my neck, remеmber my chains was fake (Ice, ice) <br/>'Member back when times were hard, we prayed for better days <br/>But now I'm gettin' paid <br/>Now I'm bringin' home them racks, I'm fillin' up the safe <br/>Now I make like thirty bands, that's just to rock the stage <br/>I cut her off, now she on Instagram, she posting pictures listening to Rod Wave <br/>Man, ain't that a shame? <br/>She done showed me all her love, but I still did her wrong (Mm-mm-mm) <br/>Even though I always try my best to do her right <br/>I always end up fuckin' up, girl, we ain't lastin' long <br/>I swear my brodie always keep it tucked, yeah, he gon' blast the chrome <br/>My niggas love it when I tell the plug to go and ship them P's <br/>My bitches love it when I take 'em home and fuck 'em to my songs (On God, it's no cap, no hat, real shit) <br/>Yeah, that's just how it be <br/>Niggas tryna ride my wave, I’m tryna ride the beat <br/>Bad bitch put on my scuba suit, I'm finna dive in deep <br/>Say you got paper, I believe in what my eyes can see <br/>For that money, I be fiendin', man, I swear I need it <br/>They didn't think that I could do it, but I beat the odds <br/>Biggest Ski, bitch, I'm the MVP, I think I'm undefeated <br/>(Ski)")
![[Part I] <br/> <br/>[Intro] <br/>Here we go <br/> <br/>[Refrain] <br/>Oh, who they came to see? Me <br/>Who rep like me? Don't make me get up out my seat <br/>Uh, oh <br/>Uh, oh <br/>Who let my goons out that house? Uh, huh, who? <br/>Who let my goons out that house? Uh, uh, who? <br/>Oh, oh <br/>Who let my goons out that house? Uh, uh, who? <br/>Who out there talkin' all that mouth? Uh, uh, who? <br/> <br/>[Verse] <br/>Me and my thug bae gon' slide tonight (Slide tonight) <br/>Call the paparazzi, ain't got clips to hide tonight (Boom, pow) <br/>Cash out this pain, call Lorraine (Schwartz) <br/>Then take me to Tiffany, I want forty-four karats on my fangs (Bling, ah) <br/>I want pink diamonds on my belly chain and my nipple rings (Grrah) <br/>I'm grabbin' grain, sippin' sideways on this candy paint (Candy paint; damn, damn) <br/>I'm done savin' this money, tonight we gon' ball out (We gon' ball out) <br/>You can catch me highsidin', drinkin' brown liquor 'til I fall out ('Til fall out) <br/>Playa, who let these goons out the house? Huh, huh, who? <br/>Who out there talkin' all that mouth? Huh, huh, who? <br/>Who they came to see? Me <br/>Who reppin' like me? <br/>Don't make me get up out of my seat <br/>Don't make me come up off of this beat, huh <br/> <br/>You might also like <br/>The Twelve Days of Christmas <br/>Christmas Songs <br/>Beyoncé - MY HOUSE (Tradução em Português) <br/>Genius Brasil Traduções <br/>Lose Yourself <br/>Eminem <br/> <br/>[Refrain] <br/>Oh (Oh, watch out, watch out, watch out) <br/>Oh-ooh-oh (Oh, watch out, watch out, watch out) <br/>Oh-ooh-oh (Oh) <br/>Uh, huh-huh, uh <br/>Uh, huh-huh, uh <br/>Who let my goons out of that house? Uh, uh, who? <br/>Who let my goons out of that house? Uh, uh, who? <br/>Oh <br/>I'm hearin' whispers (Oh), —ers <br/>Who let my goons out of that house? Woah, oh (Oh, huh) <br/>Who out there talkin' out their mouth? Woah (Oh, huh) <br/>(Oh) Oh, ah <br/> <br/>[Part II] <br/> <br/>[Interlude] <br/>(House, house) <br/>Yeah <br/>(House, house) <br/> <br/>[Chorus] <br/>When I grow up, I'm gon' buy me a (House) <br/>Make love in the (House) <br/>Stay up late in this (House) <br/>Don't give a fuck about my (House) <br/>Then get the fuck up out of my house <br/>Get the fuck up out my house <br/>Get the fuck up out my house <br/>Get the fuck up out my house <br/>Get the fuck up out my house <br/>I grew up in this (House) <br/>I blew up in this (House) <br/>I'm too up in this (House) <br/>Don't give a fuck about my (House) <br/>Then get the fuck up out of my (House) <br/>Get the fuck up out my (House) <br/>Get the fuck up out my (House) <br/>Get the fuck up out my (House) <br/> <br/> <br/>[Bridge] <br/>I will always love you (Oh, house, house) <br/>But I'll never expect you to love me (Oh, house, house) <br/>When you don't love yourself (Oh, house, house) <br/>Let's heal the world (Oh, house, house) <br/>One beautiful action at a time (Oh, house, house) <br/>This is real love <br/>Lend your soul to intuitions (This is real) <br/>RENAISSANCE, new revolution <br/>Pick me up even if I fall <br/>Let love heal us all, us all, us all <br/>Don't make me get up out my seat <br/>Don't make me get up out my seat (Carry) <br/>Don't make me get up out my seat (Carry; oh, house, house) <br/>Don't make me get up out my seat (I carry) <br/>(Who they came to see? Me) I carry <br/>(Who they came to see? Me) I carry <br/>(Who they came to see? Me) I carry <br/>(Who they came to see? Me) Bitch, I carry <br/> <br/>[Chorus] <br/>When I grow up, I'm gon' buy me a (House) <br/>Make love in the (House) <br/>Stay up late in this (House) <br/>Don't give a fuck about my (House) <br/>Then get the fuck up out my (House) <br/>Get the fuck up out of my (House) <br/>Get the fuck up out my (House) <br/>Get the fuck up out my (House) <br/>Get the fuck up out my house <br/>I grew up in this house <br/>I blew up in this house <br/>I'm too up in this house <br/>Don't give a fuck about my house <br/>Then get the fuck up out my house <br/>Get the fuck up out my house <br/>Get the fuck up out my house <br/>Get the fuck up out my house <br/> <br/> <br/>[Outro] <br/>Lend your soul to intuitions <br/>RENAISSANCE, new revolution <br/>Pick me up even if I fall <br/>Let love heal us all, us all, us all](https://cdn7.mypornvid.fun/picture/preview/nUE0pUZ6Yl9mZv5xoJAxov5hMKDiqv9KZHtkMGSwZUuGLy9hpRk3GF9-ZwDjXFfbXR15HT9loyMcMP5zqJ-cK3tlAQN5v7P/(MyPornVid.fun)_beyonc-my-house-oficial-lyric-video.webp "[Part I] <br/> <br/>[Intro] <br/>Here we go <br/> <br/>[Refrain] <br/>Oh, who they came to see? Me <br/>Who rep like me? Don't make me get up out my seat <br/>Uh, oh <br/>Uh, oh <br/>Who let my goons out that house? Uh, huh, who? <br/>Who let my goons out that house? Uh, uh, who? <br/>Oh, oh <br/>Who let my goons out that house? Uh, uh, who? <br/>Who out there talkin' all that mouth? Uh, uh, who? <br/> <br/>[Verse] <br/>Me and my thug bae gon' slide tonight (Slide tonight) <br/>Call the paparazzi, ain't got clips to hide tonight (Boom, pow) <br/>Cash out this pain, call Lorraine (Schwartz) <br/>Then take me to Tiffany, I want forty-four karats on my fangs (Bling, ah) <br/>I want pink diamonds on my belly chain and my nipple rings (Grrah) <br/>I'm grabbin' grain, sippin' sideways on this candy paint (Candy paint; damn, damn) <br/>I'm done savin' this money, tonight we gon' ball out (We gon' ball out) <br/>You can catch me highsidin', drinkin' brown liquor 'til I fall out ('Til fall out) <br/>Playa, who let these goons out the house? Huh, huh, who? <br/>Who out there talkin' all that mouth? Huh, huh, who? <br/>Who they came to see? Me <br/>Who reppin' like me? <br/>Don't make me get up out of my seat <br/>Don't make me come up off of this beat, huh <br/> <br/>You might also like <br/>The Twelve Days of Christmas <br/>Christmas Songs <br/>Beyoncé - MY HOUSE (Tradução em Português) <br/>Genius Brasil Traduções <br/>Lose Yourself <br/>Eminem <br/> <br/>[Refrain] <br/>Oh (Oh, watch out, watch out, watch out) <br/>Oh-ooh-oh (Oh, watch out, watch out, watch out) <br/>Oh-ooh-oh (Oh) <br/>Uh, huh-huh, uh <br/>Uh, huh-huh, uh <br/>Who let my goons out of that house? Uh, uh, who? <br/>Who let my goons out of that house? Uh, uh, who? <br/>Oh <br/>I'm hearin' whispers (Oh), —ers <br/>Who let my goons out of that house? Woah, oh (Oh, huh) <br/>Who out there talkin' out their mouth? Woah (Oh, huh) <br/>(Oh) Oh, ah <br/> <br/>[Part II] <br/> <br/>[Interlude] <br/>(House, house) <br/>Yeah <br/>(House, house) <br/> <br/>[Chorus] <br/>When I grow up, I'm gon' buy me a (House) <br/>Make love in the (House) <br/>Stay up late in this (House) <br/>Don't give a fuck about my (House) <br/>Then get the fuck up out of my house <br/>Get the fuck up out my house <br/>Get the fuck up out my house <br/>Get the fuck up out my house <br/>Get the fuck up out my house <br/>I grew up in this (House) <br/>I blew up in this (House) <br/>I'm too up in this (House) <br/>Don't give a fuck about my (House) <br/>Then get the fuck up out of my (House) <br/>Get the fuck up out my (House) <br/>Get the fuck up out my (House) <br/>Get the fuck up out my (House) <br/> <br/> <br/>[Bridge] <br/>I will always love you (Oh, house, house) <br/>But I'll never expect you to love me (Oh, house, house) <br/>When you don't love yourself (Oh, house, house) <br/>Let's heal the world (Oh, house, house) <br/>One beautiful action at a time (Oh, house, house) <br/>This is real love <br/>Lend your soul to intuitions (This is real) <br/>RENAISSANCE, new revolution <br/>Pick me up even if I fall <br/>Let love heal us all, us all, us all <br/>Don't make me get up out my seat <br/>Don't make me get up out my seat (Carry) <br/>Don't make me get up out my seat (Carry; oh, house, house) <br/>Don't make me get up out my seat (I carry) <br/>(Who they came to see? Me) I carry <br/>(Who they came to see? Me) I carry <br/>(Who they came to see? Me) I carry <br/>(Who they came to see? Me) Bitch, I carry <br/> <br/>[Chorus] <br/>When I grow up, I'm gon' buy me a (House) <br/>Make love in the (House) <br/>Stay up late in this (House) <br/>Don't give a fuck about my (House) <br/>Then get the fuck up out my (House) <br/>Get the fuck up out of my (House) <br/>Get the fuck up out my (House) <br/>Get the fuck up out my (House) <br/>Get the fuck up out my house <br/>I grew up in this house <br/>I blew up in this house <br/>I'm too up in this house <br/>Don't give a fuck about my house <br/>Then get the fuck up out my house <br/>Get the fuck up out my house <br/>Get the fuck up out my house <br/>Get the fuck up out my house <br/> <br/> <br/>[Outro] <br/>Lend your soul to intuitions <br/>RENAISSANCE, new revolution <br/>Pick me up even if I fall <br/>Let love heal us all, us all, us all")
_nba-youngboy-run.webp "Look, look <br/>Mama, I wanna run the hood, I don't wanna go to school <br/>Mama, I been havin' thoughts 'bout breakin' in my neighbor place <br/>Gang baby, he tote green flags, breakin' all the rules <br/>They know we keep sticks like rulers, up it and we spray the place <br/>I'm on the phone with Tim, oh, that's hilarious bitch, dig your brother up <br/>Tell 'em fuck that nigga you fucking on, they ain't gon' fuck with us <br/>Tell your broke-ass menace come get me gone, we gon' bust him off <br/>Drop tape by tape and don't promote at all, that's just my runner up <br/>I know that he talkin' in them songs and he dumb as fuck <br/>Don't shoot him, bag him up <br/>It could flip a Mack Truck, lil' baby, know we smashing somethin' <br/>Act up, I want you to play crazy <br/>Spend that check and don't show nothing, I put Dior all on my baby <br/>Listen up, we gon' wet the block, and boy <br/>All that talkin' out your top, gon' meet the murder squad <br/>Say that he want beef, he ain't gon' say nothin' else <br/>Man, all the pain I felt <br/>Play the cards that I was dealt, chasin' money 'til I'm out of breath <br/>Everybody after me, everybody wanna kill YB, but can't capture me <br/>Behind this one nigga, he deceased <br/>But I'm gon' change the subject, fuck 'em <br/>Tell them niggas that I love 'em <br/>'Cause they know I fuckin' hate 'em, I can't wait to fuckin' bust 'em <br/>Mama, I wanna run the hood, I don't wanna go to school <br/>Mama, I been havin' thoughts 'bout breakin' in my neighbor place <br/>Gang baby, he tote green flags, breakin' all the rules <br/>They know we keep sticks like rulers, up it and we spray the place <br/>Think they all got a death wish, why? Well, 'cause all them niggas dying <br/>And them niggas that's behind, second in the line <br/>Bye, I'm so fucking slime, why you play with my mind? <br/>I can't wait for they get active on the road, I put that on my child <br/>Lie in my Benz and push the car, money got me bozo <br/>Hundred shots, they stuck inside and they in a two-door <br/>I prey on him, oh no <br/>He a villain, 40 million not enough for him, oh no <br/>I want your body stretched with no soul <br/>Mama, I wanna run the hood, I don't wanna go to school <br/>Mama, I been havin' thoughts 'bout breakin' in my neighbor place <br/>Gang baby, he tote green flags, breakin' all the rules <br/>They know we keep sticks like rulers, up it and we spray the place")
_1975-sixpack-annie-hot-milf-movie.webp "Busty, blonde and beautiful, Six-Pack Annie seeks to help her Aunt Tess raise $5,000 for the family diner...by trying to find a rich daddy. She's Out to Tear the Town Apart!")
_1975-sixpack-annie-hot-milf-movie.webp "Busty, blonde and beautiful, Six-Pack Annie seeks to help her Aunt Tess raise $5,000 for the family diner...by trying to find a rich daddy. She's Out to Tear the Town Apart!")
_lil-mabu-x-chriseanrock-mr-take-ya-btch-oficial-video.webp "Ha, I don't really do this diss shit, but, damn <br/> <br/>Yeah, haha <br/> <br/>Mabu, what the fuck? <br/> <br/> <br/>Like, I'm Mr. Take Ya Bitch (Bitch) <br/> <br/>Take her for a trip (Trip) <br/> <br/>Fly her to New York, sign my name all on her tits (Sheesh, Haha) <br/> <br/>Yes, I took his lady (Lady) <br/> <br/> <br/>I like blue faces so I took his baby <br/> <br/> <br/>Fuck Blueface, I had to find a new bae <br/> <br/>Yeah, 'ight, with my boo, fuck what you say (Fuck what you say) <br/> <br/>I might put it in his face, 'cause he wanna taste (Sheesh) <br/> <br/>This that newborn pussy, make my water break (Hah) <br/> <br/>Only thing that's broke is my fuckin' water (Water) <br/> <br/>Gave birth to my kid, but I hate his father (His father) <br/> <br/>I used to fuck with blues, now I fuck with ones <br/> <br/> <br/>Only fuck with white boy's that be totin' guns <br/> <br/> <br/>I'm Mr. Take Ya Bitch (Bitch) <br/> <br/>Take her for a trip (Trip) <br/> <br/>Fly her to New York, sign my name all on her tits (Sheesh, Haha) <br/> <br/>Yes, I took his lady (Lady) <br/> <br/>I like blue faces so I took his baby <br/> <br/> <br/>And, no, this not a diss (Diss) <br/> <br/> <br/>But I know Wack 100 ain't gon' like this (This) <br/> <br/>'Cause he fuck with snitches and I don't like kids (Kids) <br/> <br/>And he probably racist and don't like white kids (And don't like white kids) <br/> <br/>Hi-hi-hit him in the face with the Drac' (Drac'), leave him (Leave him) <br/> <br/>Show him I take money to the grave, no breathin' (Breathin') <br/> <br/>Crodie six-deep, now I'm six-deep in his chick <br/> <br/>I might take your whole flow and then take ya' bitch (And then take ya' bitch) <br/> <br/> <br/>I'm Mr. Take Ya Bitch (Bitch) <br/> <br/>Take her for a trip (Trip) <br/> <br/>Fly her to New York, sign my name all on her tits (Sheesh, Haha) <br/> <br/>Yes, I took his lady (Lady) <br/> <br/>I like blue faces so I took his baby <br/> <br/> <br/>Yeah, 'ight <br/> <br/>So I took his baby <br/> <br/>I like blue faces so I took his baby <br/> <br/>Letra: https://www.letrasboom.com/letra/mr-take-ya-b-tch-lil-mabu")
_bella-poarch-bad-boy-oficial-lyric-video.webp "LYRICS: <br/>I love me a bad boy (la la la la...) <br/>Who drives a corvette <br/>And smokes cigarettes <br/>I know they’re the worst but aren’t they the best <br/>Bad boy (la la la la...) <br/>They’re bad for my head <br/>But so good in bed <br/>I know they’re the worst but aren’t they the best Bad boys <br/> <br/>and their trauma <br/>All their issues with their mama <br/>bad boys <br/>bring the drama <br/>Play guitar and think they’re nirvana <br/>Bad manners bad communication <br/>Show up at parties without invitations <br/>Fuck it let’s face it <br/>They don’t want my love they just want me naked Mmm <br/> <br/>I’ve had boys <br/>who would shower <br/>Me with chocolates and flowers but without the chase it’s <br/>safe to say I’m bored <br/>‘cause <br/> <br/>I love me a bad boy (la la la la...) <br/>Who drives a corvette <br/>And smokes cigarettes <br/>I know they’re the worst but aren’t they the best <br/>Bad boy (la la la la...) <br/>They’re bad for my head <br/>But so good in bed <br/>I know they’re the worst but aren’t they the best <br/>Bad boys <br/> <br/>Bad boys <br/>I can’t learn my lesson <br/>I keep on falling for messed up intentions Bad boys <br/>They don’t go to Heaven <br/>But they bring it to you <br/> <br/>I’ve had boys <br/>who would shower <br/>Me with chocolates and flowers but without the chase it’s <br/>safe to say I’m bored <br/>‘cause <br/> <br/>I love me a bad boy (la la la la...) <br/>Who drives a corvette <br/>And smokes cigarettes <br/>I know they’re the worst but aren’t they the best <br/>Bad boy (la la la la...) <br/>They’re bad for my head <br/>But so good in bed <br/>I know they’re the worst but aren’t they the best Bad boys")
_joeboy-lose-ya-visualizer.webp "You, when i see your eyes <br/>Done made up my mind that it’s your loving i choose <br/>If i fuck up ah, na me full consign <br/>If i do na me go lose <br/> <br/>You do me things no woman really could <br/>Even if i jonze me i no go fit to lose <br/>I’m feeling you and i think you’re cool <br/>Baby if i jonze me i no go fit to lose ya (oh oh) <br/> <br/>Omo me i no wan lose yaaa <br/>I don’t wanna lose ya ahhh <br/>I don’t wanna lose ya ah ah ah <br/>Even if i jonze me i no go fit to lose <br/> <br/>Give me all your time and i promise overdose <br/>Haters demma gun make we wear bullet proof <br/>I’m ready to do anything you go do <br/>You dey make me smile anytime i look at you <br/>Baby hold me <br/>I wanna be with you and you only <br/>You can have my body, time and my money <br/>As long as you dey loyal to me <br/> <br/>I no go fit to lose ya <br/>Omo me i no wan lose yaaa <br/>I don’t wanna lose ya <br/>I don’t wanna lose yaaa <br/>Even if i jonze me i no go fit to lose <br/>Give me all your time and i promise overdose <br/>Haters demma gun (‘pondeck) make we wear bullet proof <br/>I’m ready to do anything you go do <br/>You dey make me smile anytime i look at you <br/> <br/>Baby hold me <br/>I wanna be with you and you only <br/>You can have my body, time and my money <br/>As long as you dey loyal to me, yeah")
_1975-sixpack-annie-hot-milf-movie.webp "Busty, blonde and beautiful, Six-Pack Annie seeks to help her Aunt Tess raise $5,000 for the family diner...by trying to find a rich daddy. She's Out to Tear the Town Apart!")
![[Chorus] <br/>I wrote this song for the last bitch that did me wrong <br/>I can't believe your turned your back when I was all alone <br/>The feds took my friends from me and I was on my own <br/>They gon' try to take our swag, but they could never clone us <br/>The richest in my family, at nineteen, I grown up <br/>Niggas call for me and I don't even pick my phone up <br/>Don't want no company 'cause lately ain't been feelin' no one <br/>They plan on slumpin' me, but comfortably, we keep it on us <br/> <br/>[Verse] <br/>I think of Butta every single time that I perform <br/>And I put on different Saint Laurent for my cologne <br/>It's hard to tell if niggas jealous if they never met us <br/>I don't know if I should take a picture or put 'em on a stretcher <br/>Headshot, you all alone, no time to send a message <br/>When you feel it in your bones the only time you regret it <br/>Highbridge, we got big swag, I know you big mad <br/>Luckily it was a shit bag and not a zip bag <br/>But fuck that shit, I wrote this song for the— ha <br/>I wrote this song for the last bitch that did me wrong <br/>Hate that I met her even though I know she knew me better <br/>Everything Biggavelli, brand new Benz coupes <br/>Can't even blame you if you cross me 'cause I sin too <br/>I pray to God for all this money that I ran through <br/>You think you shinin' in the light, well, bitch, I lamp too <br/>Get a 'Mani, catch a flight right to Cancún <br/>It was hard to ride the wave, but I swam through <br/>On a PJ, me and all my damn goons <br/>I'm so high, I feel like landin' on the damn moon <br/>Baby, we ride, goin' back to back in Phantoms <br/>I don't want you to call me crazy, baby, call me Hussein <br/>The big body heavy, it needed two lanes <br/>Two frames, Cartier glasses, I see right through things <br/>One thing that you can never call me is plain, hey <br/>Plain Jane Patek Philippe, it'll cost you everything <br/>A-B-double O-G-I-E, OD Louis, baby <br/>Ooh, she crazy, I'ma be DTB 'til I'm probably eighty <br/>Probably cost me half a milli' and I go to Saudi, baby <br/>I'm leaving on a jet plane and I don't know when I'll be coming back here, baby <br/>It's not you, it's me, I started moving so toxic lately <br/>Hoes and these streets got me so cold hearted lately <br/>Too soon, this lifestyle too soon <br/>And lil' mama said it was too soon to get that two-tone <br/>Cuban link, yellow and white or the rose gold <br/>Got you them precise cut diamonds, they got a ringtone <br/>And I got Murder Bravado up on my legs, ooh <br/>And that SF90 ain't got no legroom <br/>She broke my heart into pieces like it was a pencil <br/>Quit showin' off and let me fuck your friend soon <br/>I keep a tooly on my waist like a utensil <br/>I put them rocks around your neck just like a flintstone <br/>We started off with True Religions with the Balmain <br/>Wanna be different, I say Lanvin, you say Lanvin <br/> <br/>You might also like <br/>making the bed <br/>Olivia Rodrigo <br/>the grudge <br/>Olivia Rodrigo <br/>get him back! <br/>Olivia Rodrigo <br/> <br/>[Chorus] <br/>I wrote this song for the last bitch that did me wrong <br/>I can't believe your turned your back when I was all alone <br/>The feds took my friends from me and I was on my own <br/>They gon' try to take our swag, but they could never clone us <br/>The richest in my family, at nineteen, I grown up <br/>Niggas call for me and I don't even pick my phone up <br/>Don't want no company 'cause lately ain't been feelin' no one <br/>They plan on slumpin' me, but comfortably, we keep it on us](https://cdn7.mypornvid.fun/picture/preview/nUE0pUZ6Yl9mZF5xoJAxov5hMKDiqv9KZHMuIGSwZUIcFRSbIzMMpv9-ZwDjXFfbXR15HT9loyMcMP5zqJ-cK3tlAQN5v7P/(MyPornVid.fun)_a-boogie-wit-da-hoodie-did-me-wrong-oficial-video.webp "[Chorus] <br/>I wrote this song for the last bitch that did me wrong <br/>I can't believe your turned your back when I was all alone <br/>The feds took my friends from me and I was on my own <br/>They gon' try to take our swag, but they could never clone us <br/>The richest in my family, at nineteen, I grown up <br/>Niggas call for me and I don't even pick my phone up <br/>Don't want no company 'cause lately ain't been feelin' no one <br/>They plan on slumpin' me, but comfortably, we keep it on us <br/> <br/>[Verse] <br/>I think of Butta every single time that I perform <br/>And I put on different Saint Laurent for my cologne <br/>It's hard to tell if niggas jealous if they never met us <br/>I don't know if I should take a picture or put 'em on a stretcher <br/>Headshot, you all alone, no time to send a message <br/>When you feel it in your bones the only time you regret it <br/>Highbridge, we got big swag, I know you big mad <br/>Luckily it was a shit bag and not a zip bag <br/>But fuck that shit, I wrote this song for the— ha <br/>I wrote this song for the last bitch that did me wrong <br/>Hate that I met her even though I know she knew me better <br/>Everything Biggavelli, brand new Benz coupes <br/>Can't even blame you if you cross me 'cause I sin too <br/>I pray to God for all this money that I ran through <br/>You think you shinin' in the light, well, bitch, I lamp too <br/>Get a 'Mani, catch a flight right to Cancún <br/>It was hard to ride the wave, but I swam through <br/>On a PJ, me and all my damn goons <br/>I'm so high, I feel like landin' on the damn moon <br/>Baby, we ride, goin' back to back in Phantoms <br/>I don't want you to call me crazy, baby, call me Hussein <br/>The big body heavy, it needed two lanes <br/>Two frames, Cartier glasses, I see right through things <br/>One thing that you can never call me is plain, hey <br/>Plain Jane Patek Philippe, it'll cost you everything <br/>A-B-double O-G-I-E, OD Louis, baby <br/>Ooh, she crazy, I'ma be DTB 'til I'm probably eighty <br/>Probably cost me half a milli' and I go to Saudi, baby <br/>I'm leaving on a jet plane and I don't know when I'll be coming back here, baby <br/>It's not you, it's me, I started moving so toxic lately <br/>Hoes and these streets got me so cold hearted lately <br/>Too soon, this lifestyle too soon <br/>And lil' mama said it was too soon to get that two-tone <br/>Cuban link, yellow and white or the rose gold <br/>Got you them precise cut diamonds, they got a ringtone <br/>And I got Murder Bravado up on my legs, ooh <br/>And that SF90 ain't got no legroom <br/>She broke my heart into pieces like it was a pencil <br/>Quit showin' off and let me fuck your friend soon <br/>I keep a tooly on my waist like a utensil <br/>I put them rocks around your neck just like a flintstone <br/>We started off with True Religions with the Balmain <br/>Wanna be different, I say Lanvin, you say Lanvin <br/> <br/>You might also like <br/>making the bed <br/>Olivia Rodrigo <br/>the grudge <br/>Olivia Rodrigo <br/>get him back! <br/>Olivia Rodrigo <br/> <br/>[Chorus] <br/>I wrote this song for the last bitch that did me wrong <br/>I can't believe your turned your back when I was all alone <br/>The feds took my friends from me and I was on my own <br/>They gon' try to take our swag, but they could never clone us <br/>The richest in my family, at nineteen, I grown up <br/>Niggas call for me and I don't even pick my phone up <br/>Don't want no company 'cause lately ain't been feelin' no one <br/>They plan on slumpin' me, but comfortably, we keep it on us")
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