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bright campa – vibez lyrics

[intro]
let’s go
you know it’s campa, n-gga, hahaha
hah
(oh), ha

[chorus]
she wanna f-ck with me, but i don’t got the time (mmh, mmh)
i just hopped off a private plane and went and hopped on 85
go call my chauffeur, b-tch, ’cause i don’t like to drive
we in suburbans back to back and we gon’ fill ’em up with vibes (let’s go)

[verse 1]
fill ’em with vibes (yeah), get in and ride (yeah, yeah)
and no, a n-gga not blind (uh-uh)
but i keep the stick and i’m firin’ (b-tch)
i ain’t met a n-gga in life
that’s f-ckin’ with me, say he did, then he lyin’ (mmh, mmh)
got so many vibes stuffed in the car
we can f-ck them hoes six at a time (no cap)
i make them hoes say, “that n-gga so fine” (ooh)
“girl, he got the d-ck you can feel in your spine” (yeah)
yeah, that what they say about baby
you know that them b-tches don’t play about campa
baby should go run for president
look what god did, took his time with me
got a red and white ho like a peppermint
book the hotel, take the vibes in
she gon’ f-ck me and f-ck all my brethren (uh)
my brother ‘nem, havin’ three hoes in the king size

[refrain]
she wanna f-ck with me, but i don’t got the time (mmh, mmh, yeah)
i just hopped off a private plane and went and hopped on 85 (yeah)

[verse 2]
got her ridin’ d-ck and screamin’, “yeehaw” (mmh, mmh, mmh, mmh)
make me proud, girl, you a cowgirl (huh?)
did a handstand, i’m like, “wow, girl” (okay, okay)
got me f-ckin’ her upside-down (ooh, mmh), baow, baow
yeah, we goin’ dumb, say she wanna c-m (mmh)
i’m lookin’ like, “when?” she lookin’ like, “now”
some more came in, say they want it too
i tagged in my brother, b-tch, i’m out (woo)

[chorus]
she wanna f-ck with me, but i don’t got the time (mmh, mmh, yeah)
i just hopped off a private plane and went and hopped on 85 (yeah)
go call my chauffeur, b-tch, ’cause i don’t like to drive
we in suburbans back to back and we gon’ fill ’em up with vibes (let’s go)
she wanna f-ck on me, but i don’t got the time (mmh, mmh)
i just hopped off a private plane and went and hopped on 85 (yeah)
go call my chauffeur, b-tch, ’cause i don’t like to drive
we in suburbans back to back and we gon’ fill ’em up with vibes (look)

- bright campa lyrics

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