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landstrip chip - bedspread lyrics

[intro]
(808 pound)

[chorus: landstrip chip]
shawty say it’s her birthday, told her, “pop this perc 10”
f+ckin’ on all her bestfriend, top floor at the west inn
say that she from the eastside (east)
told her meet me in the west end (yeah)
baby, don’t miss your blessings
six hunnid dollars on headbands (headbands)
louis vuitton heels, gon’ make her legs spray (legs)
you can take your heart, your soul gon’ be in my bedspread (bed, yeah, yeah, bed)

[verse 1: landstrip chip]
got millions of dollars sittin’ in my text threads (texts)
count hunnids after hunnids ’til my flesh red (red)
you still don’t give a f+ck about what she say (shе)
you still gon’ suck me up untill your knees red (yeah)
baby, don’t takе it personal (no)
got out of my feelings, i ain’t hurt no more (no)
you were the one of one, this dirty mode (dirty)
you know the line been wrapping ’round the door (yeah, yeah)
promise you gon’ be fine
you ain’t mine but baby girl, you’re still a dime (dime)
we walk in the christian dior store, i’m droppin’ a dime (a dime)
just leave your feelings at the door, i ain’t got the time (no, no)
[chorus: landstrip chip]
shawty say it’s her birthday, told her, “pop this perc 10”
f+ckin’ on all her bestfriend, top floor at the west inn
say that she from the eastside (east)
told her meet me in the west end (yeah)
baby, don’t miss your blessings
six hunnid dollars on headbands (headbands)
louis vuitton heels, gon’ make her legs spray (legs)
you can take your heart, your soul gon’ be in my bedspread (bed, yeah, yeah, bed)

[verse 2: latto]
yeah, latto
rich n+gga, havin’ rich s+x
bussin’ rich nuts on the bedspread
wake him up with that bae head (oh), i’m a bad b+tch with that wet+wet (wet)
ap with them big rocks (ice)
p+ssy grip like ziplocks (ooh)
f+ck him good, try to make a move, you n+gga can’t quit, made a tiktok (ah)
they know i’m mrs. give him lockjaw (oh)
gangsta b+tch, he cheat on me, i get him knocked off (grr)
crocodile birkin (yeah), twenty racks to the surgeon (yeah)
put it on him like a p+rnstar but that p+ssy feel like a virgin
on god

- landstrip chip lyrics

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