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bbymutha – rich lyrics

ay, i know i’m drivin’ you crazy lil b+tch
i know i’m drivin’ you crazy lil hoe
i know i’m drivin’ you crazy lil b+tch
i know i’m drivin’ you crazy

fat cat, catch a n+gga like a running back
drippin’ running water, never run it so we run it back
jet black, rob a n+gga run the pockets back
pistol on me, plus i’m vaccinated i don’t need a mask
mysterious, keep a n+gga curious
let him tell his business, i don’t take the n+gga serious
furious and feisty, ain’t no wifey
i ain’t tryna meet your mammy but i’m sure she really like me, yeah
bbym+th+, i be f+ckin’ like no other
i be birthin’ back to back, i need a wrapper make it double
i’m a menace, i be causin’ h+lla trouble
i be dancin’ on the, probably make him think i love him
i’m a see a hoe and i ain’t got ’em all
pull up at the mall, collect n+ggas like they dragon b+lls
really do ’em dirty, better wash ’em all
all my b+tches love me
yeah i’m chosen, i’m the one to call

ay, i know i’m drivin’ you crazy lil b+tch
i know i’m drivin’ you crazy lil hoe
i know i’m drivin’ you crazy lil b+tch
i know i’m drivin’ you crazy
yeah, hot top
use a p+ssy, i’m a hot shot
aim it at your temple
pet a pimple, you could get popped
drop top, bust it open like a thot thot
playin’ with the cl+t i grab the d+ck and make it big dock
i don’t like these n+ggas, i just play along
poppa in atlanta, sew me up, i call him georgia dog
if you need your n+gga better keep him home
i be on my thanos or whatever just collecting stones
freaky yeah i love the way the wh0re moans
bleed a n+gga guy he askin’ why i like ’em skinny bone
owe me everything, can’t even put him on
got him sellin’ ass in traffic just to keep the water on

i know i’m drivin’ you crazy lil b+tch
i know i’m drivin’ you crazy lil hoe
i know i’m drivin’ you crazy lil b+tch
i know i’m drivin’ you crazy lil hoe

i be on my bully cause i gotta be
never will i ever let a n+gga see the hoe in me
everyday i’m starring in a show to me
living out my fantasy, bumpin’ my discography, yeah

(yeah, yeah, yeah)
b+tch
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
yeah, yeah
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
yeah, yeah yeah

rich n+gga sh+t
rich n+gga sh+t
rich n+gga sh+t
rich n+gga sh+t
yeah, rich n+gga sh+t
rich n+gga sh+t
rich n+gga sh+t
yeah, rich n+gga sh+t

ay, i can’t be nice to these peasants to more
run me my goodies, my presents in gold
ain’t no eye contact keep that on the floor
give me my diamonds, my prizes in gold

i can’t be nice to these peasants to more
run me my goodies, my presents in gold
ain’t no eye contact keep that on the floor
give me my diamonds, my prizes in gold

i can’t be nice to these peasants to more
run me my goodies, my presents in gold
ain’t no eye contact keep that on the floor
give me my diamonds, my prizes in gold
yes!
that makes me happy

- bbymutha lyrics

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