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benji franks - bubblegum lyrics

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{hook}
bubblegum bubblegum in a dish
how many birkin’s do i wish
pull up to the crib, f+ck it up and talk my sh+t
spend that bag and run that check, slap a b+tch about my grip
bubblegum bubblegum chew it by the pound
ass super fat, i’m not a square cause i’m around
if you choose to blow it, make sure you don’t make a sound
five second rule, pick it up when i hit the ground

{verse 1}
the type of boy you wanna chew all on my bubblegum
pop this ass, it’s bubble yum
shooting sperm like bubble guns
’cause i got forty+two flavors
tell your man to run his paper
got a b+tch now watch me take her
jump your friends, it’s giving caper
it’s giving hubba bubba
and you won’t find another
who can drop sh+t
pop sh+t
drip coming from my rollie
so you know i got to f+cking watch it
your b+tch gimme corner+store, with me its giving target
’cause this bubble expensive
for you i gotta charge b+tch

whole new kind of bubble ’cause i eat my rice and cabbage
nothing like your average
bad b+tch mathematic
p+ssy the bomb, i got your boyfriend wreaking havoc
the way i stretch around the d+ck, call me fantastic

’cause i got more flavors than diamond
i got him breaking my hymen
i got him buying designer
i’m in his pocket like polly
drip like dasani
make a n+gga come find me
make a n+gga want sign me
for some fine china v+g+n+

{hook}
bubblegum bubblegum in a dish
how many birkin’s do i wish
pull up to the crib, f+ck it up and talk my sh+t
spend that bag and run that check, slap a b+tch about my grip
bubblegum bubblegum chew it by the pound
ass super fat, i’m not a square cause i’m around
if you choose to blow it, make sure you don’t make a sound
five second rule, pick it up when i hit the ground
{verse 2}
chew my p+ssy like some bubbalicious
i’m delicious
grip game vicious
got him eating good and make him do the dishes
juicy make him drop them b+tches
i’m in the top position
bless this coochie aloysius
leg up with the hot division

jeans fit like apple bottoms
i keep his apple bobbing
p+ssy game cold, baskin robbins
tanning on a private island
i got that splish and i got that splash
keep it pushing if it ain’t about cash
show my face and i do the dash
wanna l!ck the rapper when i shake this ass

i’m stretchy and gooey
i’ll let you chew on my booty
if you cop me a new louis
i’m feeling a little boujie
want a boy pop my bubble
pop this ass, the earth go rumble
berry flavored and i’m humble
chew, record, it’s still not mumble
send a n+gga into orbit, clean it up b+tch, let ’em know
five plus five, i’m a ten b+tch add it up
f+ck spearmint, need a trident, leveled up
pop your dreams, no smoke, b+tch regular
twenty+five cent won’t get you nowhere
if you eat me you ain’t coming up for no air
bubblegum king
i swear to god i got no heir
you hoes mad cause you ain’t got no hair

{hook}
bubblegum bubblegum in a dish
how many birkin’s do i wish
pull up to the crib, f+ck it up and talk my sh+t
spend that bag and run that check, slap a b+tch about my grip
bubblegum bubblegum chew it by the pound
ass super fat, i’m not a square cause i’m around
if you choose to blow it, make sure you don’t make a sound
five second rule, pick it up when i hit the ground



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