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caldo hits - curvy lyrics

[verse]
how you fit that -ss in them jeans?
wait, bbw, you’re fire you dig
miss curvy lala, i’m tryna hit
girl let me in
just to keep it real you dig
i ain’t never slept on you
plus size is me right?
girl, won’t you clap for me
want a work out give you that though
don’t do fake just realness
she her whole flame, n-gga, wildfire
got a lot wood for that bubble b-tt
i like my girl thicker, booty slightly bigger
i ain’t mad at all, post your pictures on my twitter
i got mad tongue, play games, i play none
i don’t waste time, beat it then vibrate some
n-ggas talking sh-t, afraid to keep it real, huh

[chorus]
you’re my favorite drug, girl, your momma the plug
you’re my favorite drug, girl, your momma the plug
i don’t got no heart for n-ggas hating on you
i don’t got no heart for n-ggas hating on you

(repeat x3)

[verse 2]
i don’t give f-ck what ’bout stretch marks
i don’t complain ’bout your cellulite
i’m a real n-gga take it as it comes
girl, you’re so fire this evening
in that outfit ain’t no point in us leaving
get there late, beat it, michael jay beat it
feel like a fiend that body been a drug
used to sip lean, dropped that f-ck seizures
thick short girl, hair short fire features
n-gga from the hood, so, you know i don’t fear
these n-ggas scared i got love for that rear
ooh, i go harder than me i don’t think like them
mix my own sh-t, so, i’m not like them
make my beats, so, i’m not like him
b-tches gon trip, so, they front on him
know you see that i’m different from him
number one fan, yeah, i always been
my african queen, she thick as h-ll
i don’t give a d-mn even if your thighs touch
photoshop what? don’t ruin sh-t
i just you want you ain’t trading sh-t
i just you want you don’t change that sh-t

(repeat x3)

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