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b.o.b – bdtdt lyrics

yeah, thumbin’ through the check like bdtdt
your hoe blow my phone like bdtdt
i pull up like skrrt, skrrt
diamonds in my errrrs
200 on the drrrrsh
gotta ride in frrreigns
got your hoe like: ooh, ooh
diamonds in my errrrs

[london jae]
i got your hoe mayne, she on go mayne
i got ice all in my chain like a snowman
i’m the boss mayne, drinking bottles mayne
boy i got it, how you want it, order somethin’ mayne
[?] 200, run through that cash, 200, [?] havin’ [?] 200
london and bobby 200, get it, i got your b+tch and she wit it
murder scene when i pull up, and she clean when i pull up
charlie sheen when i pull up (dro!), shoulder lean when i pull up
flyer than most, play the back seat in the ghost
i got the game of the year, i got that hoe on the choke
bad b+tches only, i got these hoes on the lean
couple of racks on my kicks, blood drippin’ on my feet

[b.o.b]
shouts out to the crew no genre, fame’ll turn me to a monster
i like freddy krueger’s sweater, spray it like some shoe protector
roof just dissaprrrred, i can’t take these b+tches srrrrus
i f+ck your best friend and your best friend
that gon’ make us all best friends
uh, i was countin’, they was doubtin’, 80,000 on an audi
i got hoes, about a thousand, hit a b+tch like ronda rousey
b+tches all up in they feelings, the head of nasa’s in the buildin’
where the f+ck you thought i been? bobby bands ain’t got no ceilin’

- b o b lyrics

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