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bses slwl i - typa way lyrics

my n-ggas been stuntin’ since way back when
cnn, i got news for you haters
i’m a nasty -ss n-gga, ask your b-tch, i ain’t lying
69, that’s a favor for a favor

them hoes bitin’ they lip, cause when i say sh-t like me she feel some type of way
i hit it from the front, from the side, from the back, i hit it all type of ways
she throw it at me like i’m one just strike away
sometimes life is hard to swallow, but she like to taste
ding-ding-ding-ding-ding my lawyer fight the case
i got them flowers in me, i feel like a vase
monsters in my closet no more closet sp-ce
n-ggas want to be this fly, too many flights to take

enough with the small talk, my girl p-ssy is a water-park
every little thing i do turn her on; that’s autostart
i kiss every single body part, her body is a work of art
i’m way too high, her skirt too short, i think i love her, it was just a thought
i pop up in that coupe ’bout to go back in the future
and she said, “bses, not in my mouth,” d-mn you should’ve said it sooner
i be sh-ttin’ on these n-ggas, like i’m sippin’ metamucil
and we smokin’ on that gas, p-ss it like “excuse you”
and it’s 6-6-2’s piru all day, my n-gga
before these n-ggas play with us, they’ll play dead, my n-gga
and if you lookin’ for me, i’ll be on these b-tches’ mind
these n-ggas chicken and i’ve never seen a chicken fly
my b-tch been fussin’ at me about nothin’
ain’t no tellin’ what she’d do if i replace her
like babe, i’m straight, there’s plenty fish and i’m bait
we can’t even have a decent conversation

i pop the seal on my sip and she be like, “see, you gon’ drink your life away”
b-tch it’s my life, my life, my life shut up mary j
and tell them boys that buff tastes like a slice of cake
and old folks get shot too, they write them license plates
i hope that ho don’t call sayin’ her cycle late
all this f-cking gotta stop, but i need tighter brakes
and don’t run from this d-ck girl, i don’t like to chase
i wax that -ss, she make that mr. miyagi face
and she ain’t all that pretty, but i like her shape
they say numbers don’t lie, she shaped like a 8
she say she ain’t no dyk-, but she gon’ dyk- today
it’s curtains for these n-ggas i feel like some drapes
we turnt up n-ggas, burnt up, stop the microplates
this sh-t might cost our life, but that’s the price we pay
i’m hotter than the peppers peter piper ate
this is bses slwl i, whattup b?

- bses slwl i lyrics

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