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frostydasnowmann - bout that lyrics

[intro: frostydasnowmann]
aight

[verse 1: frostydasnowmann]
i had to hit my lil’ freak b+tch, she like to suck d+ck
yeah, i had to double tap the pic, she got the duck lips
ooh she a nasty lil’ b+tch when we f+ck
she like to toot it up with the thumb in her, shhh

[pre+chorus: frostydasnowmann]
yeah, i’m like that
b+tch, stop runnin’ from the d+ck, don’t fight that
yo’ n+gga ain’t lit, he ain’t like that
i give her long d+ck, yeah i pipe that
come here, let me beat the p+ssy up, don’t fight back
b+tch put this meat+the+der up in yo’ mouth, don’t bite that (don’t bite)
don’t be all nosey, i’on like that
duh i got b+tches (duh), why you even ask me somethin’ like that?
benz couped up with the top back (skrrt)
me and glockiana in the whip, smokin’ opp pack
you cannot get up in this coupe, you ain’t bout that
flex two hunnid on your booth, tell her, “count that”

[chorus: frostydasnowmann]
yeah, i’m bout that (yeah that)
threw twenty racks on a big booty b+tch, tell her, “count that”
(ooh) put twenty racks on his head, turn a n+gga to a opp pack
n+gga slide through, he gettin’ popped at
n+gga b+tch slide through, she gettin’ popped at (what it do)
spent twenty racks on a coupe, yeah, i copped that
no, you can’t get up in this coupe, you ain’t bout that
[verse 2: heembeezy]
yeah
all the ratchet b+tches gettin’ low, come f+ck it up
baby, can you arch that back, can yo’ toes get touched?
yeah, b+tch wanna hold a band, better hold these nuts
you ain’t know i’m havin’ motion, yo’ n+gga a bum (yuh)
popped a perc and the b+tch got excited
facetime me with the pretty face ‘cause i like it
ooh i like ‘em with the skinny waist, low mileage
baby, can i get a lil’ taste (yeah), like takis
b+tch, too good with the sloppy toppy
pretty b+tch, with a good body+ody+ody
she independent, she don’t need n0body, don’t need no n+gga
i put a baby in a b+tch, and i don’t remember
scorpio b+tch, yo’ birthday in november
(uhh) i can turn you to a sl+t, you just need liquor
baby, what i gotta do to be yo’ n+gga?
she’s a go getter, oh you so different

[pre+chorus: heembeezy]
ah, b+tch put this meat+the+der up in yo’ mouth, don’t bite it
she know that i got good d+ck, yeah she like it
white b+tch on kardashian, no kylie

[chorus: frostydasnowmann]
yeah, i’m bout that
threw twenty racks on a big booty b+tch, tell her, “count that”
put twenty racks on his head, turn a n+gga to a opp pack
n+gga slide through, he gettin’ popped at
n+gga b+tch slide through, she gettin’ popped at (what it do)
spent twenty racks on a coupe, yeah, i copped that
no, you can’t get up in this coupe, you ain’t bout that

- frostydasnowmann lyrics

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