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bb sun - d&g lyrics

[verse 1: bb sun]
thraxxhouse
bb sun sunna i’m a shady money lover and i ain’t scared to snuff a motherf+cker (sketch, sketch, sketch, sketch, sketch, sketch)
and i might hit a l!ck if you a sucka (i might hit that l!ck if you a sucka)
finesse you out yo’ sh+t and make you wonder (gimme, gimme, gimme, aye, aye)
you say you got a pistol on the under (on the under)
but i don’t see it (i don’t see it)
i’m stevie wonder (stevie wonder)
stevie wonder (stevie wonder)
i really wonder (really wonder)
bb sun i’m steaming marijuana
i keep my eyes peeled for undercover (aye)
bb sunna in the summer with a thumper (strap)
make yo’ hoe shake her bum like a lowrider bumper
imma bum a key bump and imma go dumb dumber (aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
got a pocket full of drugs and there’s enough for everyone
and i probably shoulda shared but i don’t wanna
i got my cuete on the tuck in case a n+gga want the drama
if a n+gga tryna fight then i don’t wanna

[hook: bb sun]
i might rob yo’ momma for that dolce & gabbana (aye, gimme, gimme, gimme)
i might rob yo’ momma for that dolce & gabbana (bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)
i might rob yo’ momma for that dolce & gabbana (gimme, gimme, gimme, bang, bang, bang)
i might rob yo’ momma for that dolce & gabbana (brr, brr, brr, brr)
i might rob yo’ momma for that dolce & gabbana (tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tu)
i might rob yo’ momma for that dolce & gabbana (bop, bop, bop)
i might rob yo’ momma for that dolce & gabbana (gimme, gimme, gimme)
i might rob yo’ momma for that dolce & gabbana (aye, aye, aye, aye)
[verse 2: yung bruh]
boy shut the f+ck up with all that bullsh+t (b+tch, b+tch)
i can barely hear you n+gga ’cause my kush lit (loud)
loud like full volume ringtones
i’m dressed in all black with a lil pink on (kawaii)
yung bruh glisten like a magic gemstone
i don’t even got a chain, i’m finna l!ck one
ask me who my favorite rapper, i can’t list one
they remind me of each other, i make they b+tch cum
souljahwitch cast a spell on yung bruh
now he look like block of ice in the summer
shawty want me f+ck what her dad said
shawty sip jizz like it’s champagne

[hook: bb sun]
i might rob yo’ momma for that dolce & gabbana (aye, gimme, gimme, gimme)
i might rob yo’ momma for that dolce & gabbana (bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, thraxxhouse)
i might rob yo’ momma for that dolce & gabbana (gimme, gimme, gimme, bang, bang, bang)
i might rob yo’ momma for that dolce & gabbana (brr, brr, brr, brr)
i might rob yo’ momma for that dolce & gabbana (tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tu)
i might rob yo’ momma for that dolce & gabbana (bop, bop, bop)
i might rob yo’ momma for that dolce & gabbana (gimme, gimme, gimme)
i might rob yo’ momma for that dolce & gabbana (aye, aye, aye, aye)

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