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fredo bang - better or worse lyrics

[intro]
(ain’t that dj chose over there? mm, look like dj chose)
ooh+ooh, ooh+ooh (yeah, yeah, i told the b+tch i love her, you already knew that)
ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (b+tch)
ooh+ooh, ooh+ooh (b+tch, ha)

[pre+chorus]
uh, all of my diamonds, they wet (they wet), girl, he ain’t f+ckin’ you right (he not)
we get to pack on the plane (sheesh), we had to stuff it in rice
i let her count up the dough (dough), f+ck around and i counted it twice (twice)
you know i’m not trustin’ no ho (no), b+tch must’ve thought she was wife

[chorus]
they say, “for better or worse”
thought we was better at first, then wе got deep in that sh+t
i found out your secrets and sh+t and found out i’d rather bе ‘lone
found out i’d rather be ‘lone, found out i’d rather be ‘lone, oh

[verse 1]
money so dirty, gotta go to the wash
catchin’ a play, i got dope in my boxers
got in my feelings, you was f+ckin’ my partner
seen it myself, i’d probably have shot him
hundred thou’ sittin’ right on my neck
hundred round sittin’ right under my pole
hundred thou’ make a b+tch change her mind
got a hundred thou’, the reason i ain’t trust no ho
breakin’ down dope, got it crackin’ like glass
thumbin a hundred, i’m feelin’ my stash
breakin’ down, breakin’ down, breakin’ down bags
ain’t eat on her cat, tryna stick to my fast
[interlude]
all of my b+tches got pretty white t++th
none of my brothers’ll talk to the p
i want a b+tch like cardi b
all of my— all of my— all of my—

[pre+chorus]
uh, all of my diamonds, they wet (they wet), girl, he ain’t f+ckin’ you right (he not)
we get to pack on the plane (shoo), we had to stuff it in rice
i let her count up the dough (dough), f+ck around and i counted it twice (twice)
you know i’m not trustin’ no ho (no), b+tch must’ve thought she was wife

[chorus]
they say, “for better or worse”
thought we was better at first, then we got deep in that sh+t
i found out your secrets and sh+t and found out i’d rather be ‘lone
found out i’d rather be ‘lone, found out i’d rather be ‘lone, oh

[verse 2]
gave her my heart and she used it against me (ooh+ooh, ooh+ooh)
say i’m a dog, i’m just chasin’ a biscuit
sellin’ that fetti, that fetti, that fetti, that fetti, that fetti
and i made me a fifty

[interlude]
all of my b+tches got pretty white t++th
none of my brothers’ll talk to the p
i want a b+tch like cardi b
all of my— all of my— all of my—
[pre+chorus]
uh, all of my diamonds, they wet (they wet), girl, he ain’t f+ckin’ you right (he not)
we get to pack on the plane (shoo), we had to stuff it in rice
i let her count up the dough (dough), f+ck around and i counted it twice (twice)
you know i’m not trustin’ no ho (no), b+tch must’ve thought she was wife

[outro]
ooh+ooh, ooh+ooh
doo+doo+doo+doo
ooh+ooh, ooh+ooh (ain’t that dj chose over there? mm, look like dj chose)

- fredo bang lyrics

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