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doechii – swamp bitches lyrics

[intro: doechii]
i’m just one b+tch with three baths, i could sh+t all day (sh+t all day)
i got small tits, two nips, you could suck broad day (suck broad day)
i p+ss fifties and leave the seat up
doechii bottom feeder to doechii the don diva
walking over n+ggas and b+tches then kick my feet up
’cause i’m a— i’m a diva
n+gga, check my bracket and tell me i ain’t a keeper
this outfit’ll cause a fever
this ass’ll make ’em believers
my jacket chinchilla cheetah
i’m wetter than hurr’ katrina
[verse 1: doechii]
wet like trina, ass on frida
queen lil’ sheeba, she a lil’ diva
face like ‘retha, shoes on bleeder
call her miss johnson, real john cena
anything to squeeze her, please her, she a real diva
she don’t like men, me neither
shawty wanna treat her, eat her, rockstar beatles
shawty want a red two+seater
that ain’t a rollie, that’s a casio
ain’t hopped a porch, or step or patio
you must’ve missed the drip and slipped inside
the p+ssy tighter than spaghetti+o
b+tch, i’m in love with this scenario (b+tch, i’m in love)
i need some drugs for this scenario (i need some drugs)
i need a check or cash, a leather bag
or i’ma need blood for this scenario
lil’ white b+tch on depop, she a lil’ teapot
two left feet, them reeboks
shawty did freelance, now she a free thot
should’ve never left the b+tch alone with my sea+moss
now the b+tch skip+hip+hoppin’ in my reeboks
talking ’bout a detox, p+ssy like a beatbox
all grown up, b+tch lookin’ like selena
that booty cheap but you can go cheaper
that booty cheap (cheap)
ain’t even peep, i need that booty for keeps
that booty reek (reek)
ain’t even cheap, that booty fake, got a leak (i need a, i need a, i need a)
i need a freak like an animal, freak like a cannibal
she highly flammable, freak like a merry+go
let me jump inside of shawty p+ssy like a cannonball
freak, freak, freak, freak
[bridge: doechii]
ha+ha+ha+ha+ha+ha+ha (freak, freak)
ah+ha+ha+ha+ha+ha+ha+ha+ha+ha (freak, freak, freak, freak, freak, freak)
ha+ha+ha+ha+ha+ha
neat freak, neat freak, neat freak, neat freak, neat freak

[verse 2: doechii]
i wish death on all of you b+tches
i blew fifty racks in one summer
i think i deserve a new hummer
i still clap for b+tches i’m front of
that rap b+tch must be the new runner
mad they can’t predict how i’ll stunt
just make sure it’s chips with my lunch
diamonds bustin’ out to my fronts
and n+ggas smoke d+ck ’cause doechii too blunt

[verse 3: rico nasty]
i whoop hoes like i’m a new belt
popeye strong ’cause i eat my kale
like mine dark, don’t f+ck with no mayo
cause a scene ’cause i’ma post bail (free me)
feelin’ like boulders, chip on my shoulders
won’t tip over, still at the top
sold your soul, these b+tches so bogus, how you bold?
i can’t see the font
they wanna police us, shout out to my nieces
stay on the defense, n+ggas is leeches
can’t take plan b, moved on to plan c
wild like a banshee, my n+ggas is apes
you b+tches chimpanzees, at the party like gatsby
i’m where the tools and the gats be
i don’t get jet lagged, i just take bc
i’m that b+tch, there won’t be a repeat
simon says the belt is bb
nickname cc, coulda bought ccs
didn’t want dds, suck on my pp
n+ggas so pee+wee, money green like seaweed
balenci’ beanie
you small ball b+tch, must’ve been a preemie
eating on lamb, i forgot the ‘ghini
don’t try this at home, make this sh+t look easy, easy, easy
my money fleek, fleek, body petite
k!llin’ these b+tches, they know it was me
b+tch, she can’t think for herself, so we call her a sheep, sheep, sheep
lil’ bo peep (haha)
bravado on my jeans, luggage i’m rollin’ around louis v
got on red bottoms, feel like cardi b
got heat wit’ the rico, that b+tch started singin’ like she was on glee

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