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brianna perry - collins lyrics

[intro: brianna perry]
this drip right here
dumb -ss hoes
bp (bp), yeah
cheese
yeah

[chorus: hood brat]
cruisin’ down collins in my two-door (skrrt)
point at these b-tches (hey), laugh at these hoes
on your n-gga’s mind like a new snapback
if you try me, lil’ b-tch, then i’m gon’ clap back
all that talkin’, what you sayin’, ho? b-tch, don’t play with me
ain’t no talkin’, we just sprayin’, ho, b-tch, don’t play with me
all that talkin’, what you sayin’, ho? b-tch, don’t play with me
ain’t no talkin’, we just sprayin’, ho, b-tch, don’t play with me

[verse 1: brianna perry]
yeah, buddy want me to come over
send a deposit, promoter
diamonds is crazy, bipolar
pink cup like strawberry soda
call up the plug, he say, “hola”
he give me one million dollar
he want that p-ssy in water
sick of these n-ggas, he baller, no lie
somethin’ that you might not know ’bout
‘b-tch, i grew up in the dopehouse
i don’t pull the dope out
last n-gga left me with a broke heart
why you hustle more, called
f-ck boy, callate la boca
d-mn, just came down off a plan
back kinda hurt so i’m prayin’
stuntin’ all night, jackie chan
gucci f-nny pack, european, full of bands
full of bands, full of bands, godd-mn

[verse 2: brianna perry]
me and paula dean watchin’ roots, ooh
let your n-gga feed me fruits, ooh
screech in a droptop coupe, ooh
had to casey anthony the roof, ooh
b-tch, you ain’t wearin’ nothin’ new, ooh
stayed to my feet like a zoo, ooh
bein’ broke ain’t no excuse, ooh
name of the lord, i rebuke you
yes, i’m a real one, you a civillian
after the line-up, run out the pavillion
look at they face when i step in the building
b-tches collapse and i’m on wendy williams, ooh
i’m talkin’ millions
at the flea market with my ghetto children
hit south beach with the ‘gatti on e
i don’t give a f-ck what they say about me, i’m cruisin’

- brianna perry lyrics

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