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​baybo - mummy lyrics

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i can’t fold, and the money can’t neither
perc 10, throw it back, pop pill ibiza
buss a prescription—

i put pic on top his head, turn him to a mummy
call him mustard, we gon’ catch up, you cannot run from me
double cup on life support, the inside so d+mn bl++dy
still the same, stepping over puddles, but this a different type of muddy
hometown hero, put it on for the dub
sit your ass down on the bench—you just a sub
yeah, i got my eye on you, baby, show me love
cruising in some sh+t that make a boy say, “what the f+cks?”
i can’t fold, and the money can’t neither
perc 10, throw it back, pop pill ibiza
buss a prescription—b+tch, i can’t really see ya
like a store in the mall, we put your mans on a t+shirt
come get your hoe—b+tch slopping on my wiener
acting like some fans, you boys should stay up in the bleachers
that’s where you belong
balenciaga—this ain’t comme des garçons
treat her like a dog, throw that b+tch a bone
thinking i’m outside—b+tch, i’m in a room alone
on some sh+ll sh+t
i been geeked up—b+tch, i don’t feel sh+t
i’m speaking to you—do you really feel this?
all that chit+chatting, think you really fearless
like what he said to pnb—b+tch, i’ma make you eat that
i’m a drug addict, d+mn near went to rehab
how we went from lovers to strangers? i was the first one you let beat that
but i’m cool—b+tch, you can keep that
so many hoes around here—tell em b+tches, keep back
live your life like you ain’t got another day, ’cause you can’t guarantee that



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