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bino rideaux - cartier lyrics

[refrain]
lil’ bae, come here, yeah (woah)
bae, your sh+t some bomb, yeah
lil’ bae, your sh+t’s so k!ll, yeah (bae, your sh+t’s so k!ll)
bae, your sh+t too poppin’
lil’ bae, your sh+t for real, yeah (lil’ bae, your sh+t for real)
bae, you’re super top
when i met you, i could tell, yeah (woah, woah)
we was flockin’ home, we would put sh+t on that scale, yeah (on that scale)
bae, i used to be thirsty, tryna make it out of h+ll, yeah (out of h+ll)
bae, come do me dirty, but it ain’t gon’ feel like an l, yeah
p+ssy ain’t got no smеll, yeah (two words, keep goin’, baby)
[chorus]
baby, tell me i can put this on your wrist? (on your wrist, shawty)
‘causе you that type of bih (bih)
f+ck you ’til you never love n0body else again (no, not love again)
that ain’t what i meant (yeah+yeah)
all i know is brick like i ain’t tryin’ hit the net (net)
i could f+ck your b+tch and i ain’t tryin’, that’s a flex, yeah
yeah+yeah, you buffin’ up, i put that irn on his chest, yeah (boom+boom)

[verse 1]
shaw+shawty, i can put you penthouse ’cause i work for it (yeah, i work for it)
i can’t let no b+tch get in house ‘less she work for it (work for it)
everything i did, i did for the gang and me (gang and me)
you get stange with me, i’m off that
all this, all this p+ssy feel the same to me (woah)
baby, tell me you gon’ f+ck me better than my ex (than my ex, than my ex, yeah)
so i can put you on that jet (jet)
bust that p+ssy open, i’ma beat it ’til it wreck (’til it wreck)
but you, but you gotta f+ck me back, yeah
how you love that n+gga? me and him, we not the same (same)
we+we, we can split them rack, i ain’t gon’ do that for no lame bih (lame)
fly you out the country, f+ck me in a different language (different language)
buss down on stainlless for real, shawty (ooh+ooh+oh)

[chorus]
baby, tell me i can put this on your wrist? (on your wrist, shawty)
’cause you that type of bih (bih)
f+ck you ’til you never love n0body else again (no, not love again)
that ain’t what i meant (yeah+yeah)
all i know is brick like i ain’t tryin’ hit the net (net)
i could f+ck your b+tch and i ain’t tryin’, that’s a flex, yeah
yeah+yeah, you buffin’ up, i put that irn on his chest, yeah (boom+boom)
[refrain]
lil’ bae, come here, yeah (woah)
bae, your sh+t some bomb, yeah
lil’ bae, your sh+t’s so k!ll, yeah (bae, your sh+t’s so k!ll)
bae, your sh+t too poppin’
lil’ bae, your sh+t for real, yeah (lil’ bae, your sh+t for real)
bae, you’re super top
when i met you, i could tell, yeah (woah, woah)
we was flockin’ home, we would put sh+t on that scale, yeah (on that scale)
bae, i used to be thirsty, tryna make it out of h+ll, yeah (out of h+ll)
bae, come do me dirty, but it ain’t gon’ feel like an l, yeah
p+ssy ain’t got no smell, yeah (two words, keep goin’, baby)

[verse 2]
bae, i got options but you gon’ have me locked in
the way that p+ssy poppin’
ain’t gon’ say i love you, but baby, i love that sloppy
lil’ bae, that p+ssy wap’n, finna eat it up like hibachi
bae, i’m by my lonely
you can bring that b+tch you ride with (ride with)
know y’all be on that thot sh+t
bae, i just wanna watch it (i just wanna watch it)
i’ll be way too gone, lil’ baby, we in the tropics
you be on that wild sh+t, bustin’ down like my watches (yeah, yeah, bae, woah)
can’t confide in you, what you tryin’ here, bae? (what you tryin’?)
bust your ap ’cause maybe time heal, bae (time heal)
coupe be slidin’ in, what you cryin’ in, bae? (cryin’ in)
put+put, put your diamonds, f+ck the violins, bae (woah, oh)
i gotta bring my fire in if we gone dine in, bae
know this sh+t get dogged out, we gon’ try again, bae (woah, woah+woah)
know that i got all out, you know what time it is, bae (yeah)
you know what thi sis, bae, why you treat me weird, bae?
[outro]
lil’ bae, come here, yeah (woah)
bae, your sh+t some bomb, yeah
lil’ bae, your sh+t’s so k!ll, yeah (bae, your sh+t’s so k!ll)
bae, your sh+t too poppin’
lil’ bae, your sh+t for real, yeah (lil’ bae, your sh+t for real)
bae, you’re super top
when i met you, i could tell, yeah (woah, woah)
we was flockin’ home, we would put sh+t on that scale, yeah (on that scale)
bae, i used to be thirsty, tryna make it out of h+ll, yeah (out of h+ll)
bae, come do me dirty, but it ain’t gon’ feel like an l, yeah
p+ssy ain’t got no smell, yeah (yeah)

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