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lil b - like a martian lyrics

“like a martian”

so 1, 2, 3

it’s your boy lil b in this muhf-cka,
hundred thousand
pretty boys, rich boys, stand up
lil b n-gg-, pretty boy in this b-tch
all ya’ll muhf-ckin b-tches, suck my d-ck
all day n-gg-, hundred million n-gg-
lil b b-tch, shouts out to s.o.d
hundred thousand n-gg-, what’s happenennnn

i’m a f-ck yo’ b-tch n-gg-, i’m a f-ck yo’ ho n-gg-
trumps in my back like i’m sippin on a fo’ n-gg-
finna hit the roof, with yo’ b-tch started suckin’
i’m gold grill shinin’, f-ck her sister and her cousin
no i ain’t no b-tch and no i ain’t no snitch
i’m f-ckin on that b-tch and then i make her strip
i’m twerkin on that b-tch, i’m workin on that b-tch
she suckin on my d-ck, cause i’m a pretty b-tch
act like a bop, like a b-tch, like a jay
waterfront on the map, watch me swim like a boat
cause i’m wet like a pool, like a pond, like a p-ssy
like a b-tch, like my name, like my car, like my ring
like my d-ck f-ck a b-tch in the face like a boss
like a dad, like i’m rad, like i’m brad, like i’m chad
like she naked, if she flexin b-tch i’m rich
give me head like a ho, like a pro, like i know you a ho
if she good i don’t care b-tch you finna suck this d-ck
man i used to be a goon now i’m a pretty b-tch
b-tch i’m coming down the slab with a hundred on my d-ck
stuck a ten on my hand, twenty carats, slap a b-tch
me don’t want domestic violence, i ain’t talkin bout a beating
call my girl ying yang cause that b-tch skeet skeetin
and i leave yo’ girl screamin, i’m a f-ck her in the -ss
i made yo’ girl suck my d-ck, i dropped thirty thousand cash

get my d-ck sucked in the sky, i’m a martian
off that loud pack and i’m high like a martian
all my girlfriends said i’m fine like a martian
young based god and i’m based with the martians

martians [x16]

i act like a b-tch cause i’m rich, see my name
based god ultimate, bossed up like a gang
shouts out to bad b-tches, girl i’m coming for yo’ mouth
i’m hittin licks off a ho, b-tch i’m coming in yo’ house
i’m in the mansion with my bop and you know she suckin d-ck
b-tch try to set me up, you know i’ll f-ckin split yo’ wig
b town boy with them tiny pants just like a f-ggot
b-tch yo’ girl choose up, i’m a bag her, and i sn-tch her
finna get my nose peirced cause i’m rockstar livin’
and it’s still waterfront and it’s still b pimpin
talking sh-t behind my back, n-gg- i’ll max your f-ckin lauren
n-gg- sn-tchin all your hoes, finna run em’ like the chargers
man i’m droppin straight cash, been spittin straight gas
n-gg- crown me f-ckin king, i been around the f-ckin map
off top n-gg- see me with a six foot b-tch
i’m pullin ten out that broad like a six foot pimp
r.i.p pimp c, i’m taking dope to the brain
n-gg- young based god with a head full of game
used to be off, with a head full of cain
n-gg- goons on deck bringing all that f-ckin pain
based god b-tch

- lil b lyrics

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