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jorjiana - ilbb2 (we love bb2) lyrics

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[chorus: jorjiana]
uh+huh, uh+huh, uh+huh
i love bad b+tches too
uh+huh, uh+huh, uh+huh
i’m rockin’ some trues, what’s new?
von told me to rap my ass off
sh+t, i’m tryna tell him the same
get to the gwap, i’m tryna take this sh+t far, but never forget where i came
i want the richy+richies, but i don’t really care for fame (huh), uh+huh (uh+huh)
i want the tracky+trackies (phew), this lil’ ho aggy, he ask do my son need a daddy? (uh+huh)

[verse 1: jorjiana]
uh+huh, uh+huh, sh+t i’m where the cash be
pockets too fat, it kinda attract me
if you [?] then you ain’t a bad b
when i walk in all the hoes tryna bag me
whole team rich, we all got a bag+y
if the b+tch broke make that ass eat a plan b
i can’t slow down, all these hoes can’t stand me
it’s 2025, time to get a track+y
i was just broke but now that’s the past me, uh+huh, uh+huh
it ain’t jorji, it’s big jorjiana
lil’ bro tweak ridin’ ’round with that llama

[chorus: jorjiana]
uh+huh, uh+huh, uh+huh
but i love bad b+tches too
uh, uh+huh, uh+huh
i’m rockin’ some trues, what’s new?
uh+huh, uh+huh, uh+huh
von told me to rap my ass off (uh+huh)
sh+t, i’m tryna tell him the same
get to the gwap, i’m tryna take this sh+t far, but never forget where i came
i want the richy+richies, but i don’t really care for fame (uh+huh)
i want a tracky+tracky, this lil’ ho aggy, he ask do my son need a daddy?
uh, uh+huh, uh+huh, uh+huh
[verse 2: babychiefdoit]
i ain’t gonna lie bad b+tches love me, why? because i’m a motherf+ckin’ boss
you spent a bag on a b+tch and you still didn’t f+ck, go return all the sh+t that you bought
i know what you did last summer, lil’ b+tch, don’t lie, your dumb ass caught
don’t got traffic, his ass tryna walk, buddy gon’ f+ck around get his dumbass hawked
if we don’t got pipes when we catch us a n+gga we whoopin’ his ass, the f+ck you thought?
uh+huh (woof), b+tch i’m a dog
a—after i’m finished, the b+tch get blocked
i’m tellin’ jorji she can’t stop even after she already get to the top
uh+huh, i like bad b+tches also
this b+tch ass like a hard sh+ll taco
somebody warn this ho to watch how she talkin’ to me ’cause i really sock hoes
i left my whole past in chicago
i’m with the guys, n+gga, we costcos
you wanna know all the keys to get rich, cl—cl—close yo’ mouth and watch, follow
that b+tch spread her legs like a hollow
yo’ sh+t [?], can i borrow?
finna go to guatemala and cop me a brick for the low off my n+gga gustavo
(uh+huh, uh+huh, uh+huh, i love bad b+tches too, uh+huh)



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