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dutchthentic - i.f.y.b. lyrics

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pre chorus:

who rock the flyest clothes
and f+ck the baddest hoes

got b+tches lifting their shirts
showing titties at shows

who get litter than us
and got more b+tches than us

we slid down on all of y’all
and won’t no n+ggas with us

chorus:

aye dutch you see how we got on
and all them n+ggas started sneak dissing?

d+mn right von
cause all them n+ggas on some weak sh+t

let them n+ggas know
cause you know i like to beat sh+t

i know, but why he mad?
i know it ain’t over that freak b+tch
same b+tch we burned up
and sm+tted in the bathroom?

nutted in her eye
and mad that b+tch take hеr lash off?

she had that sloppy toppy
rodger copy
man she suckеd her ass off
his b+tch burnt out dutch
that’s really what he mad for

verse 1:

gone and take this l
with your m+m+m+m+mad ass

he typed in all caps
oh sh+t bro, he mad mad

skated on your b+tch
yea n+gga, did the dash dash

your b+tch mad garbage
throw the whole b+tch in the trash trash
p+ssy ass boy
throw the whole b+tch in a trash bag

aite von let him live
he called my phone
i’m on his mad ass

cause if you think i really want her
you god d+mn fool

but i be playing step daddy
while i’m wearing your shoes

i be eat up
all of junior fruit snacks too

but that new watch you got
bro that sh+t pretty cool

wassup mad n+gga
why you calling my phone

boy i swear i’m your ass
as soon as i come home

lower your mad ass voice
and lower your b+tch ass tone
and focus on not dropping the soap
b+tch n+gga

who the f+ck you think you scaring
who the f+ck you pose to be

n+gga you can take this l
cause your b+tch chose

i ain’t beefing with you n+gga
must forgot who i is

you don’t wanna be petty with me
cause i’ll f+ck your b+tch n+gga

pre chorus:

bad b+tch
never need a n+gga put your hands up

bad b+tch
you pay your own rent out your hands up

when i say bad b+tch
y’all say hands up

bad b+tch
hands up

bad b+tch
hands up

i just don’t understand why
why these n+ggas
they be getting mad cause they locked up
and they b+tch wanna f+ck with me
like your son already calling me pops
like i don’t understand

chorus:

aye dutch you see how we got on
and all them n+ggas started sneak dissing?

d+mn right von
cause all them n+ggas on some weak sh+t

let them n+ggas know
cause you know i like to beat sh+t

i know, but why he mad?
i know it ain’t over that freak b+tch

same b+tch we burned up
and sm+tted in the bathroom?

nutted in her eye
and mad that b+tch take her lash off?

she had that sloppy toppy
rodger copy
man she sucked her ass off
his b+tch burnt out dutch
that’s really what he mad for

verse 2:

who said they gone rob me
know they can’t stop me

since i came in the sh+t
they knew i was a problem

i grind like i’m hungry
i grind like i’m starving

and since i dropped game time
b+tch i been popping

deal after deal
now these labels keep calling

tell em imma sign
but b+tch i keep stalling

i ain’t tryna be funny
but it is what it is

you don’t wanna be petty with me
cause i’ll f+ck your b+tch again n+gga

ha ha ha iiiiiiii with your mad ass

bad b+tch
hands up

bad b+tch
hands up

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