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heembeezy – mike phelps lyrics

[intro]
yeah (big t productions)
yeah, b+tch
turn me up
i don’t want these f+ck b+tches for nothin’
f+ck hoes, get money, n+gga, yeah
f+ck hoes, get money, n+gga, hold on
f+ck hoes, get money, n+gga, yeah

[pre+chorus]
i done ran a whole hundred up
got my b+tch a bbl and her tummy tucked
if she pretty, i paid all her bills comin’ up
b+tch, i get money, don’t know how it feel bein’ broke
yeah

[chorus]
i hate a ho that kiss and tell
i be expectin’ pros every time i check the mail
get her out her fashion nova, put her in chanel
lil’ b+tch so bad, spanked her with a belt
lil’ mama so cold, but she give me h+ll
yeah, she send me health
yeah, i’ma dive in her like i’m mike phelps
b+tch don’t do sh+t but get my d+ck soft
pop a percocet every time i’m feelin’ p+ssed off
[verse]
she like to sl!ck talk, she got a sl!ck mouth
i been waitin’, see what that lil’ sh+t ’bout
go and put them braids in, she think she the sh+t now
you go outside, b+tch, and i’ma bring them bl!cks out
7.62s, make ’em sit down
‘member i ain’t had sh+t, but i’m rich now
she ain’t wanna f+ck when i was broke, but want d+ck now
just poured a six of wockhardt like a touchdown
if i ain’t hit that ho, you know my brodie did
b+tch, you wanna f+ck? pull up to the lo’ i sent
b+tch said to cash app her just to meet her
i put my glove on, slapped the b+tch and told her beat it
two aps on, i’m ballin’ every season
my patek on froze, b+tch, i think i’m anemic
you can’t trust these hoes, they out here keepin’ secrets
lil’ b+tch said she know me, seen me on the media

- heembeezy lyrics

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