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b-dizzle - yeah lyrics

[verse 1]
yeah, yeah
yeah, i broke out of prison
and i’m on a mission
to murder your children
’cause that’s how i’m feelin’, yeah
yeah, yeah, .45 in my seat
got dua lipa on repeat
blastin’ out my f+ckin’ speakers with your girl between my feet
drinkin’ vodka in my f+ckin’ car, think i need a lyft
’bout to turn myself into the police like a gift
’bout to spin around your house a hundred times like a gift
’bout to do a line of cocaine in front of wendy’s
’bout to go up to a homeless man and ask him for a twenty
how many times did i break out of prison? i say many
so much clout, you can build a cloud with all my clout
sell my body for a belle delphine shoutout
sell my ass for a f+ckin’ bus ticket to jamaica
sell my soul for a couple bucks in the communist papеrs
[chorus]
yeah, yeah, yeah
yеah, yeah
yeah, yeah

[verse 2]
b+dizzle, and the b stands for b, i’m b+dizzle
’bout to break into the white house and launch a f+ckin’ missile
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
’bout to break into your mom’s house and slap her with a pistol
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
’bout to pull up to your son and sell him a bag of crystals
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
’bout to pull up to your dog and blow my f+ckin’ whistle
i ain’t never doin’ no crimes i ain’t have to commit
and the police tried to pin me with some fake bullsh+t
call my lawyer up, ’bout to throw him 20k
when i was in the pen, people thought that i was g+y

[chorus]
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah

[verse 3]
b+tch, i pull up on your teacher, and i tattle on your bestie
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
b+tch, i pull up on your father, and i’m ticklin’ his testes
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
b+tch, i pull up on your nanny, and i teach her ’bout investing
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
b+tch, i pull up on your children with that smith and f+ckin’ wesson
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

- b dizzle lyrics

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