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bianca bonnie – doobie lyrics

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[intro]
yeaah
yeaah, yeaah
ahhhh!

[hook]
f-ck it, i’m loopy
i gotta stop f-cking my groupies
got a1 coochie
i’m ’bout to think ain’t that b-tch boujee?
he love when he do me
when he f-ck me he grab on my booty
he love when he do me
when we f-cking he f-cking my doobie

[verse 1]
ahhhh!
one of my groupies, they calling
but b-tches still gotta ignore
he saw i was pushing that foreign
he mad ’cause his new b-tch is boring
he sick of more tv and touring
he saw me in london with laurie
you could be my man
but i still don’t got nothing for it
i’m in harlem with a black barbie
me and money in that new rari
f-ck your n-gg-, never say sorry
took your n-gg-, he on my body
watch your man back, you can have him back
’cause i’m done with that new shorty
b-tch, i got me a new shorty
he ain’t fake, he like me and cardi
vh1, i’m like [?]
b-tches hating, still gon’ copy
in this b-tch like it’s my party
p-ssy good like a young thotty
stay up, stay up, n-gg-, we don’t lay up
so wake up, wake up, i gotta chase this paper

[hook]
f-ck it, i’m loopy
i gotta stop f-cking my groupies
got a1 coochie
i’m ’bout to think ain’t that b-tch boujee?
he love when he do me
when he f-ck me he grab on my booty
he love when he do me
when we f-cking he f-cking my doobie

[verse 2]
we f-cking, we f-cking again
now i curbed him, i’m f-cking his friend
i gotta stop f-cking my fans
i told him that he was my man
i’m calling him daddy again
he grabbing my fatty again
i told him we’d fly to j-pan
and i lied and i told him that he meet the family
now he wanna meet yandy
told him “eat me like candy”
pulled off in a wraith
told him “meet me at the grammy’s”
his baby mama can’t stand me
now his b-tches can’t stand me
’cause i’m fly and i’m rich
they wanna be down like these b-tches is brandy
say that i think i’m so fancy
i can have one, i got two rows it might come in handy
p-ssy be wetter than sandy
b-tch, don’t act stupid or clueless you know where your man be
stay up, stay up, n-gg-, we don’t lay up
so wake up, wake up, i gotta chase this paper

[hook]
f-ck it, i’m loopy
i gotta stop f-cking my groupies
got a1 coochie
i’m ’bout to think ain’t that b-tch boujee?
he love when he do me
when he f-ck me he grab on my booty
he love when he do me
when we f-cking he f-cking my doobie

[outro]
ahhhh!
i can’t stop f-cking my groupies
[?] and f-ck up my doobie
grabbing my booty
ahhhh!