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b-lovee - fuck then dub her lyrics

[intro: lil mabu]
i’ma f+ck, then dub her
that’s word to my mother
i’ma f+ck, then dub her
let’s not act like we loved each other
(ayo, eli, what the f+ck?)

[chorus: b+lovee]
i’m tryna see if she like me
i’m tryna see if she really excite me
i’ma just do it, like i’m nike
all black tech, and that gun, it excite me
beam on the glock, so i don’t gotta chase
what he gon’ do when that gun in his face?
like, and still can’t wait ’till i catch you
don’t have to pull up, i’m like trey

[verse 1: b+lovee]
feelin’ like thor when i tote on that hammer
we on they block, different colored bandanas
and they f+ck wit’ my grammar
don’t make me tweak, like i don’t got no manners
look, i don’t got nine on the set, but i got this opp nickel on my waist
g, brodie, i’ll bet out his face
see, told him hope he never play
don’t give a f+ck if they bendin’
’cause we good, we got all different gen.’s
so much shots, we let off ’till the end
she a vibe, ’cause she offer her friend
she stop smilin’ when i get to boppin’
got her all in my head like she need it
i’m on court, and i ball like stockton
i’m on court, all my shooters stay creepin’
and it’s cold out, so keep you a heater
please don’t think you can run from the reaper
yeah, i run up, but i never need her
i turn it up wit’ a diva
i start shakin’ my dreads like a rasta
i go cool wit’ the steel like the shottas
most these [?] be soundin’ like pasta
sometimes, i just gotta’ stop her
[chorus: b+lovee]
i’m tryna see if she like me
i’m tryna see if she really excite me
i’ma just do it, like i’m nike
all black tech, and that gun, it excite me
beam on the glock, so i don’t gotta chase
what he gon’ do when that gun in his face?
like, and still can’t wait ’till i catch you
don’t have to pull up, i’m like trey

[verse 2: lil mabu]
we get paid for the feature
i don’t even wanna be here, b+tch
same thing for the clubs and sh+t, it’s not fun, pay me to appear
henny is nasty as f+ck, so pass me the madison beer
all hoes, lemme’ make it clear
this what i’m on this year;

[refrain: lil mabu]
i’ma f+ck, then dub her
that’s word to my mother
i’ma f+ck, then dub her
let’s not act like we loved each other
huh, f+ck, then dub her
f+ck, then dub her
f+ck, then dub her
let’s not act like we loved each other
[verse 3: lil mabu]
and i’m shootin’ from deep
and my form is elite
i put the cane on the beam
free kay, take me
and my record is clean
i get a case, and it’s beat
red, purple, green, i sold every color of a beam, b+tch
duck for cover
or get put six feet under
oh no, what a bummer
prayers out to your mother

[outro:]
dum+dum, deedle+dum+dum
deedle+dum, deedle+dum+dum
deedle+dum—

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