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​bbykocaine - ​!!! (three exclamation marks) lyrics

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[verse 1: bbykocaine]
you wanna come inside of my body
just because i let you hit
doesn’t mean you can call me
because i’m bbykocaine
and i got all of them stuck
and all these girls, they wanna f+ck
and all these boys, they wanna f+ck
because i’m bad, perfect titties
and i got a fat ass
b+tch, i’m bad
i’m modest and i’m cute, i got class
b+tch, i’m bad
you need your titties done
cause the way them titties sag
he listenin’ to charli
i can tell that boy a f+g
i can’t let him f+ck
bandsgender, set a b+tch up
got hoes waiting outside the club
dirty ass b+tch need to get in the tub
brokе hoe, she ride on thе bus
broke hoe wanna be like us
he a f+g, your boyfriend sus

[chorus: both]
i’m modest, but i still f+ck
i’m modest, but i still f+ck
i’m modest, but i still f+ck
i’m modest, but i still f+ck
i’m modest, but i still f+ck
i’m modest, but i still f+ck
i’m modest, but i still f+ck
i’m modest, but i still f+ck
i’m modest, i+i+i’m modest, but i still f—
i’m modest, i+i+i’m modest, but i still f—
i’m modest, i+i+i’m modest, but i still f—
i’m modest, i+i+i, i’m modest, but i still f+ck
[verse 2: bbykocaine]
i got that bag on me (bandsgender)
that’s why he wanna f+ck me (uh)
pretty on the outside
on the inside, b+tch you’re ugly
she a kokehead, nose stuffy
treat him like sh+t but he still love me
i don’t wanna talk, daddy f+ck me
i don’t wanna talk, daddy f+ck me (f+ck me)
i own my sh+t, f+ck a record label
p+ssy good, i don’t bring sh+t to this table (uh)
f+ck me good, now i’m disabled
you’re outdated, i’m netflix, you’re cable (b+tch)
lookin+lookin’ like a mess, hoe, shut up
in the club, yeah i’m getting f+cked up (b+tch)
look single, but a b+tch cuffed up
got a real big d+ck, yeah, i get stuffed up

[verse 3: eastside evie]
yeah, i’m getting stuffed up like a turkey
russian daddy but taking me to turkey
beat the p+ssy up, daddy come and hurt me
eat a beat up like a beef jerky
i’m modest, b+tch, you know you’re not
i’m what he need, and you’re what he got
we go to the mall, what the f+ck you got
i got two pair of heels and a big+ass watch
ride a beat like a mustang
and i eat a b+tch up like a mukbang
these hoes so broke, disgusting
pack it up, b+tch, it’s giving me nothing
i slide on the beat like a playground
arched back, ass up, and i’m face down
small top, but i’m thick from the waist down
the g+ys love me, said i got taste down



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