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gloss up – don’t like lyrics

[intro: gloss up]
(that’s it right there, that’s the jawn)
(hitman pg)
glossy

[chorus: gloss up & bigg bagg queezy]
i know these b+tches don’t like me, they come like i’m ‘posed to give a f+ck (i don’t)
i got some n+ggas that’s gon’ ride for me, please don’t act like you can’t get touched
all that braggin’ about that n+gga, ho, that’s what got that n+gga f+cked (lil’ b+tch)
and he givin’ me all his money, hmm, i call that n+gga duck (on god)
b+tch, your lashes, i don’t like it, b+tch, your hair, i don’t like it
b+tch, your whip, i don’t like it, and that n+gga, i don’t like him
b+tch, your lashes, i don’t like it, b+tch, your hair, i don’t like it
b+tch, your whip, i don’t like it, and that n+gga, i don’t like him

[verse 1: gloss up]
i don’t play get+back, hmm, ’cause i’ma get some money (on god)
i don’t like broke n+ggas, nah, i call them n+ggas bummy (they is)
either dead or alive, all these n+ggas want me (they want me)
either you got it or you don’t, you gon’ have to show me (you gon’ have to)
been that b+tch, them hoes don’t like me
look like a l!ck, he wanna wife me (on god)
b+tch, i’m the sh+t, hoes wanna fight me
but they can’t, i don’t do no fightin’ (the f+ck?)
what i look like? i’m rich (i’m rich)
i look like i’ll take your b+tch (i will)
i bet you can’t get your n+gga back if i let him l!ck this cl+t (mwah)
i f+ck with big dogs, not simps (not simps)
b+tch, i’m big gloss, big pimp (big gloss)
had that n+gga cryin’ all night, b+tch, i call that n+gga a wimp (wah+wah)
next time i trust a n+gga, he gon’ have me on a blimp (on god)
tryna see how he talkin’ sh+t, but his d+ck size of a shrimp (how?)
[chorus: gloss up & bigg bagg queezy]
i know these b+tches don’t like me, they come like i’m ‘posed to give a f+ck (i don’t)
i got some n+ggas that’s gon’ ride for me, please don’t act like you can’t get touched (bam)
all that braggin’ about that n+gga, ho, that’s what got that n+gga f+cked (lil’ b+tch)
and he givin’ me all his money, hmm, i call that n+gga duck (on god)
b+tch, your lashes, i don’t like it, b+tch, your hair, i don’t like it
b+tch, your whip, i don’t like it, and that n+gga, i don’t like him
b+tch, your lashes, i don’t like it, b+tch, your hair, i don’t like it
b+tch, your whip, i don’t like it, and that n+gga, i don’t like him

[verse 2: bigg bagg queezy]
i just be steppin’ on these b+tches’ neck (yeah)
how you gon’ hate when i’m chasin’ a check?
knew i was havin’ the first day we met
money i’m talkin’, b+tch, shut up and bet (bet)
say you don’t like me, b+tch, i’m speakin’ facts (facts)
how you gon’ doubt me? i been in my bag (my bag)
back on they ass and i’m pressin’ the gas (skrrt)
for all these b+tches that put me last (let’s go)
yeah, bigg queezy got ’em mad, turned hatin’ n+ggas into fans
how you hatin’ on a b+tch, n+gga? you n+ggas really sad (sad)
treat them hoes like it’s a hobby (hobby)
made him give me head so sloppy (sloppy)
his name in my phone as toppy (toppy)
b+tch, i’m bigg queezy, big c+cky, yeah
[chorus: gloss up & bigg bagg queezy]
i know these b+tches don’t like me, they come like i’m ‘posed to give a f+ck (i don’t)
i got some n+ggas that’s gon’ ride for me, please don’t act like you can’t get touched (bam)
all that braggin’ about that n+gga, ho, that’s what got that n+gga f+cked (lil’ b+tch)
and he givin’ me all his money, hmm, i call that n+gga duck
b+tch, your lashes, i don’t like it, b+tch, your hair, i don’t like it
b+tch, your whip, i don’t like it, and that n+gga, i don’t like him
b+tch, your lashes, i don’t like it, b+tch, your hair, i don’t like it
b+tch, your whip, i don’t like it, and that n+gga, i don’t like him

[outro]
(that’s it right there, that’s the jawn)

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