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kayykilo - yeah b*tch lyrics

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[intro: dababy]
let’s go (b+tch)
wait a minute, who are you? (ayy, yo, k.i.d)

[chorus: dababy]
b+tch, i’m a dawg, that’s how i talk (grr)
my b+tch, she like when i be cussin’, yeah, b+tch (doo, doo)
she like how i be f+ckin’
i put her forehead on my forehead
tell lil’ b+tch, “this p+ssy mine,” ain’t no discussion
she like, “yeah,” that’s what she like when she be nuttin’

[verse 1: dababy]
she back to back, that’s how i act when it be up there
your broke+ass baby daddy ain’t got no car, ain’t even got bus fare
you need my driver come and pick you up? she be like, “f+ck yeah”
that’s where my brother’nem keep all the drugs so we can’t f+ck there
you put your hands on me, ain’t got no gun? you might as well play dead
“how the f+ck them other hoes leave you alone?” that’s what my bae said
just cashed out on the crib, top of the year, i’ma get that drop [?]
i like my b+tches crazy, crack a smile, you better drop dead
“you ain’t gotta join no gang when you got stain,” that’s what my pops said
pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, that’s what my glock said
i ain’t playin’ with none of these n+ggas, n+gga, try me (mm)
d+mn, baby, what that is? that’s a body
my sh+t go fast, when i pull off, you can hear, ricky bobby
keep on hatin’, i’ma end up stayin’ at your crib
and i make a p+ssy n+gga bleed, they gon’ end up sayin’ he on his period
[chorus: dababy]
b+tch, i’m a dawg, that’s how i talk (grr)
my b+tch, she like when i be cussin’, yeah, b+tch (doo, doo)
she like how i be f+ckin’
i put her forehead on my forehead
tell lil’ b+tch, “this p+ssy mine,” ain’t no discussion
she like, “yeah,” that’s what she like when she be nuttin’

[verse 2: kayykilo]
mm, yeah, kilo
i hit decline up on a n+gga
i don’t let ’em waste my time (nope)
askin’ all these stupid questions (what?)
who it’s for? this p+ssy mine (this p+ssy mine, ho)
i been a ten, these n+ggas know it
don’t pillow talk, don’t drop a dime
play, you lay, that’s word to stunna (uh, uh+uh, uh)
yeah, i’m a ten but it’s a nine
double gs ’cause i’m gucci
i set it off like i’m boosie (let’s go)
i like a n+gga who nasty (on gang)
and slide to me like he toosie
i throw it back on a n+gga (woo)
my p+ssy smack on a n+gga (yeah)
he like, “mm,” and i’m like, “yeah”
i make it clap on a n+gga (come here)
and that’s a fact (ooh)
i took a lotta ls, now i want ms ’cause i’m a mac (’cause i’m a mac)
if it’s big and long and standin’ tall, i call it shaq (i call it shaq)
i make him wrap his d+ck up like he spittin’ on the track (okay)
don’t go givin’ me no babies ’cause i’m quick to throw ’em back (okay)
yeah, i like it rough, n+gga (ooh)
you got your forehead on my forehead ’cause you stuck, n+gga (’cause you stuck, n+gga)
sometimes i suck it for an hour, ain’t no rush, n+gga (what’s the rush, n+gga?)
he give me brain until his face just like a slush, n+gga (yeah, nut, n+gga)
’cause it’s kayykilo, a kilo (yeah), don’t rush the line like a free throw (lil’ b+tch)
i got ’em poppin’ they p+ssy and bendin’ over to me, ho (woo, to me, ho)
i take a trip to the bank (that bank), he with some b+tch, now she blank (she blank)
just dropped a bag on your head (woo, woo), could give a f+ck what you think
p+ssy n+gga, let’s get it
[chorus: dababy, kayykilo & both]
b+tch, i’m a dawg, that’s how i talk (grr)
my b+tch, she like when i be cussin’, yeah, b+tch (doo, doo)
she like how i be f+ckin’ (yeah)
i put her forehead on my forehead
tell lil’ b+tch, “this p+ssy mine,” ain’t no discussion (mm)
she like, “yeah,” that’s what she like when she be nuttin’



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