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bigbabygucci – b!tch lyrics

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[intro]

[chorus]
think i’m a professor, b-tch, ’cause i can solve your problem
i cannot trust that lil b-tch ’cause she might poke the condom
ask around ’bout gucci, b-tch, he came straight from the bottom
seen him in the hood, he playin’ dead like he a possum
i just f-cked your mother right inside the honda
[?] grippin’ anaconda
leanin’ off the vodka, high off marijuana
shoutout to my mama, you don’t want no problems

[verse]
b-tch, this beat [?] i step, you get poked
got two b-tches kissin’ on me, reekin’ of the dope
don’t believe these n-ggas, never did it, he pinocchio
all i ever want is currency, green [?]
in the trap we baggin’ dope, in the streets they losin’ hope
i’m just preachin’ to my folks, tryna get back off the c0ke
that choppa give you [?]
in the streets we goin’ up, these n-ggas not ignorin’ us

[break]

[chorus]
think i’m a professor, b-tch, ’cause i can solve your problem
i cannot trust that lil b-tch ’cause she might poke the condom
ask around ’bout gucci, b-tch, he came straight from the bottom
seen him in the hood, he playin’ dead like he a possum
i just f-cked your mother right inside the honda
[?] grippin’ anaconda
leanin’ off the vodka, high off marijuana
shoutout to my mama, you don’t want no problems

[outro]



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