Lucy Bedroque

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Lucy Bedroque

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(Danger)

No, I ain't goin' when she sayin' that she want me back
Holdin' up my phone, on that spam, girl, don't call me back
Baby, how you don't understand? How you losin' track?
Baby, I don't give a damn, keep it a hunnid stack
No, I ain't goin' when she sayin' that she want me back
Holdin' up my phone, on that spam, girl, don't call me back
Baby, how you don't understand? How you losin' track?
Baby, I don't give a damn, keep it a hunnid stack
Che-check my eyes, and you know that I ain't comin' back
Yeah, your lies caught right up to you, like running back
Yeah, these triflin' ass hoes like, "Where the money at? "
I-I-I just stifle these hoes, I start cuttin' back

Turn your shoulder
Rise up, soldier
Turn your shoulder
Turn your shoulder

I stuck to my toеs, fuck these bitches, nah
Uh, it's a shamе, I was seethin' out the mouth for her
Lost some of the bros to these bitches, nah
You could hear the pain in my voice, why I spit so raw?
(Ooh, yeah, yeah) But I was so wrong
I-I ain't think that was a line that she would cross
Ooh, yeah, but I was so wrong
I ain't tryna screw you, why you takin' off your thong?
Uh, I'ma start cuttin' all these hoes off
they askin' for rackies
I'ma start— I'ma start cuttin' all these hoes off
they askin' for rackies
Chill out, lil' bitch
why you quick to take your clothes off?
She ready to practice
All they really did was give the kid blue balls
I'd rather they castrate
I-I did these hoes like the Poconos
oh yeah, finish on her chest, ayy
I'm in the whip and I'm chiefin' OG Skywalker
right with my bestie
I'm finna pop not one, not two, but I think I'ma pop three
Lil' bitch, it's not her and not you
you better stop callin' me papi

No, I ain't goin' when she sayin' that she want me back
Holdin' up my phone, on that spam, girl, don't call me back
Baby, how you don't understand? How you losin' track?
Baby, I don't give a damn, keep it a hunnid stack
No, I ain't goin' when she sayin' that she want me back
Holdin' up my phone, on that spam, girl, don't call me back
Baby, how you don't understand? How you losin' track?
Baby, I don't give a damn, keep it a hunnid stack
Check my- check my eyes, yeah
you know that I ain't comin' back
Yeah, your lies caught right up to you, like running back
Yeah, these triflin' ass hoes like, "Where the money at? "
I-I-I just stifle for these hoes, I start cuttin' back

Turn your shoulder
Rise up, soldier
Turn your shoulder
Turn your shoulder

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