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beem! - whoadies in the souf lyrics

[verse 1: rhyan besco]
yeah yeah
yeah yeah
got this whoadie named alex
booty so big, had a n+gga losing balance
i ain’t with the baby sh+t
cause that there is childish
she ain’t have no furniture
but used my d+ck as a palette
got this whoadie named rebecca
she always keep my haircut
she said my name yzma
cause i let her pull the lever
she like f+cking together
she nasty cause i met her
i pass her to the whoadies
shе’ll f+ck you if you let her
got this whoadie namе shelia
she a team pleaser
she want another baby
but that this daddy role is taken
she got a couple kids
prayin’ one of them gon’ make it
i only f+ck around tax time
cause truls need paying (ikke si det)
this whoadie named robyn
she a one plus nine with it
way too fine be clocking nine to fives with it
whoadie named candy
i let her test drive in it
strippin at cheyannes’
so i had to press bye in it
what you know about
[chorus: rhyan besco]
all these whoadies from the south
all these whoadies in the south
with the tw+ng in the mouth
all these whoadies from the south
have em all and i ain’t talking in a dream
got some whoadies in the east
all these whoadies in the east
know somebody that’ll put right on the team
got these whoadies in the north
never made me pick, i keep em both
whoadies in the west coast
can drive the boat
if you want it, come and get it

[verse 2: beem!]
yeah that booty go wop wop wop wop wop wop wop
every time she get a chance i know that she gon’ show it off
if she coming home with me she know her p+ssy gon get popped
she call me daddy but she call her father pops
yeah i break the b+tches back until she cannot even walk
certified eater man i love when i get topped up
got a b+tch up in chanel and that same b+tch will heat a glock up
she just argued with my hoes i bet she still gon’ eat my c+ck up
got a b+tch from alabama she a dancer her name brandy
got a b+tch in every state when i fly in they come in handy
she want prada on her bag and i want louis on my f+nny
bring her to the crib and rko her like i’m randy
l!ckin’ on her stomach ‘fore i’m tearing off her panties
she a freaky ass b+tch from the beach cheeks sandy
chillin in new york f+ckin’ fran and she the nanny
yeah i can’t wait til gabby eat my kids ain’t talkin’ family (ikke si det)
[chorus: rhyan besco]
what you know about
all these whoadies from the south
all these whoadies in the south
with the tw+ng in the mouth
all these whoadies from the south
have em all and i ain’t talking in a dream
got some whoadies in the east
all these whoadies in the east
know somebody that’ll put right on the team
got these whoadies in the north
never made me pick, i keep em both
whoadies in the west coast
can drive the boat
if you want it, come and get it

[verse 3: rhyan besco]
whoadie named rachel make pancakes in the mornin’
that p+ssy presidential i call her mich+lle obama
used to f+ck a chick that would sing my name when she moanin’
she had a husband and i said i got an annulment
i’m pretty focused the way that ass is atrocious
that booty going up and down hydraulics with the motion
remind of this whoadie named max that b+tch an ocean
sent me 6 attachments and i pictured how i’d stroke it
another whoadie named kourtney you could still smash
rolling on the mat slim thick with yo cute ass
whoadie named kylie you could make my day
i used to f+ck up on yo sibling but you’re my taste
a toxic ass n+gga i could f+ck my ex today
but my new whoadie still wanna catch that case
and to the whoadies i ain’t name you could sit on my face
riverboy boy sh+t n+gga i’ll swim here for days
[chorus: rhyan besco]
what you know about
all these whoadies from the south
all these whoadies in the south
with the tw+ng in the mouth
all these whoadies from the south
have em all and i ain’t talking in a dream
got some whoadies in the east
all these whoadies in the east
know somebody that’ll put right on the team
got these whoadies in the north
never made me pick, i keep em both
whoadies in the west coast
can drive the boat
if you want it, come and get it

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