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lil b – skreet nigga lyrics

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[intro]
it’s your boy lil b
ayy bay area what it do

[chorus]
dark -ss b-tch wanna f-ck a street n-gga
dark -ss b-tch wanna f-ck a street n-gga
dark -ss b-tch wanna f-ck a street n-gga
dark -ss b-tch wanna f-ck a street n-gga
dark -ss b-tch wanna f-ck a street n-gga
dark -ss b-tch wanna f-ck a street n-gga
dark -ss b-tch wanna f-ck a street n-gga
dark -ss b-tch wanna f-ck a street n-gga

[verse 1]
f-cking for the money and she f-cking for the clout
f-cking pretty boys and she stay sucking d-ck
tryna drop bands on the p-ssy like this
i paid the girl metro bill, now she sucking d-ck
i’m tryna f-ck b-tches in my brand new bentley
i love riding honda, i still got a nissan
real pretty boys gon’ f-ck when the lights on
f-cking for the check, she know what i’m on
walking international tryna buy some p-ssy
macarthur cracking, san pablo cracking
mansion in piedmont, i’m tryna see what’s happening
f-cking with the white b-tch like “do you want some candy?”
she f-cking for the clout and she f-cking for them bands
shouts out to chicago, what’s up joe?
keep it one hundred man i’m tryna buy a ho
lil b got b-tches, everybody know

[chorus]
dark -ss b-tch wanna f-ck a street n-gga
dark -ss b-tch wanna f-ck a street n-gga
dark -ss b-tch wanna f-ck a street n-gga
dark -ss b-tch wanna f-ck a street n-gga
dark -ss b-tch wanna f-ck a street n-gga
dark -ss b-tch wanna f-ck a street n-gga
dark -ss b-tch wanna f-ck a street n-gga
dark -ss b-tch wanna f-ck a street n-gga

[verse 2]
i’m a go go like i’m out in d.c
better have a live band, the b-tch ain’t gon’ f-ck for free
i’ma flex maury with that ark like noah
she a transformer, she turned into a ho
how much for your sister b-tch, i’m tryna buy the family
tryna get drunk b-tch, i’m marcus camby
i don’t flip my wrist b-tch, i still cook that dope up
fl!ck your wrist, that’s g-y sh-t, i’m tryna buy a ho
still cooking dope up, still in the trap house
shout out to gucci mane, i’m the real cash out
i really cash out
i don’t know about that n-gga though
i buy p-ssy so i’m the real cash out
can’t be a pimp cause i love buying p-ssy
black b-tch f-cking toy story like woody
black b-tch stole ten bands from my room
f-ck her in the -ss, in the mouth with a broom b-tch

[chorus]
dark -ss b-tch wanna f-ck a street n-gga
dark -ss b-tch wanna f-ck a street n-gga
dark -ss b-tch wanna f-ck a street n-gga
dark -ss b-tch wanna f-ck a street n-gga
dark -ss b-tch wanna f-ck a street n-gga
dark -ss b-tch wanna f-ck a street n-gga
dark -ss b-tch wanna f-ck a street n-gga
dark -ss b-tch wanna f-ck a street n-gga

[outro]
i said, you know we ain’t done. you feel me. i know y’all done missed me. lil b we in this thing, you feel me. all the motherf-ckers, you feel me, keep it real. that’s all we do is keep it real. ayy shout out to all the beautiful ladies around the world. you feel me. all the real dudes man do your thing. we doing our thing man, that’s all we do. we minding our business, getting our chips up. you know what i’m saying. we do what we do. shout out to everybody i love lil b you feel me. let’s get it. yeah. yeah. it’s your boy lil b. yeah



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