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clutchdakidd – bugatti lyrics

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chorus: 2x
whippin that brand new bugatti
i get this paper can’t stop me
ybc reckless he rowdy
f-ckin up my whole brain swervin a audi

all of yo diamonds they cloudy
man this beat gonna get bodied
the back of the porsche and my b-tch is so bad and my b-tch wanna gimme that sloppy

bfm jay:
know that we whippin the gatti, in poland all this zloty
33 on me like scottie, i do not f-ck with no thottie
i am with all of the hotties, all on me call em my jockey
chop yo -ss up like karate, then i go hop in the audi

i give my momma the check, ion give no f-cks bout the rest
all of the shooters on deck, hit yo -ss right in the chest
all of this ice on my neck, top it off with a patek
ogre ahh lookin like shrek, designer all on me no spec

just like a river got the flow, all this jewelry cold as snow
dressed in all black no crow, put you in a all black he-rs- though
ion f-ck with dem uglyahh hoes, now it’s just me and my bros
in the lab working with this gizmo, shoot yo -ss with ease like free throws

clutchdakidd:
whippin a gatti forreal
all my n-ggas keep it real
on these sh-t we finna k!ll
get money before the deal

red bottom all on her heels
give a f-ck bout how you feel
i wanna pop me a pill
run up a muf-ckin mill

chorus: 2x
whippin that brand new bugatti
i get this paper can’t stop me
ybc reckless he rowdy
f-ckin up my whole brain swervin a audi

all of yo diamonds they cloudy
man this beat gonna get bodied
the back of the porsche and my b-tch is so bad and my b-tch wanna gimme that sloppy

verse:
f-ck around cop a bugatti
f-ck around catch me a body
f-ck around snag me a hottie
but i cannot wife a thottie

hoes on my d-ck they want it
hoes on my d-ck they want it
all this designer i got it
all of this gucci i bought it

n-ggas be serving at school
yo n-gga a fool
pull up wit a tool

jewelry icy it’s cool
my n-gga we bool
get money the rule

courtside wit the gang
know that we chilling
you know that we winning

sometimes i think to myself what am i gon do when i get my first million

in the motherf-ckin stu
wit my motherf-ckin goons
being broke i do not have a clue
but you broke n-ggas got me sick got the flu

got the animals wit me no zoo
all yo jewelry fake them is foo
man my gang f-cked wit that thottie too
and that b-tch had to run up on you

bfm jay: no body’s safe
ima pull off in a wraith
look at yo face
look surprised i beat the case
i did the race
i took the money from chase
give me my sp-ce
or you will be in a brace

chorus: 2x
whippin that brand new bugatti
i get this paper can’t stop me
ybc reckless he rowdy
f-ckin up my whole brain swervin a audi

all of yo diamonds they cloudy
man this beat gonna get bodied
the back of the porsche and my b-tch is so bad and my b-tch wanna gimme that sloppy

- clutchdakidd lyrics

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