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lil b – tiny pants lyrics

[intro]
(but your girl choose up i’mma bag her and i sn-tch her. b town boy with them tiny tiny tiny pants)
real n-ggas in this motherf-cker; im back b-tch
basedgod you feel me? lil b for little boss, man
tiny pants on like a f-gget
yall n-ggas can suck my d-ck, im pullin b-tches
hunned million.. im goin in on this motherf-cker
i ain’t never gave a f-ck about nothing n-gga
f-ck the world n-gga and f-ck me. basedgod n-gga

[verse 1]

d-mn basedgod, comin hard for the ten
ten on my d-ck with them b-tches on my d-ck
bruh get mad cause i say what i want
b-tch, its young basedgod with them gold grill fronts
swaggin out the door, b-tch just like a f-ggot
twerking in the game, i was born with the swag
born with the based, im a young trapping ho
f-cking all these b-tches in the face, you ain’t know?
been ice skating… young wayne gretzky..
sittin in the scr-per, no license b-tch arrest me
came out the hood now im f-ckin with the suburbs
sleeping in the mansion… love flexing hummers
two iced chains with them rings like a b-tch
hoes on my d-ck cause im that pretty b-tch
i got a bad broad and i still might rob her..
man you thinking im a ho, hit your -ss with the chopper. b-tch

[hook]
(b- town boy with them tiny tiny tiny pants, just when your girl choose up i’mma bag her and i sn-tched her)
basedgod you feel me? i ain’t never gave a f-ck about none of this sh-t, n-gga
f-ck that, i ain’t never had to work a day in my life n-gga
i dont give a f-ck about none of that sh-t
i’mma say what i feel, i’mma do what i want.. and i’mma die n-gga
you feel me? us n-ggas keep it one hunned, and i live my life
real sh-t,basedgod in this motherf-cker i ain’t never gave a f-ck bruh

[verse 2]

straight waterfront… straight west side ,b-tch
i do this sh-t the long way… pump with the pump fake
came from the whip with the mask and the duct tape…
2010 i’mma run, n-gga f-ck that
posted on the block got cought slipping
play with the shotgun. i was starting where you finish
looked him in his eyes, he had a mask on his face
young basedgod put a b-tch in his place
tiny pants yeah, and im riding on a full tank
bulletproof vest, purple jeans looking fruity
then i pull your ho and i f-ck her on the gucci
dirty -ss vans, got you thinking that i’m losing
pull ten out you dumb suckas looking foolish
west berkeley boss blowin’ smoke where the roof is
riding around town b-tch ask how i do this
waterfront legend basedgod im going stupid n-gga

[outro]
(b- town boy with them tiny tiny tiny pants, just when your girl choose up i’mma bag her and i sn-tched her)
thats how we do it b-tch..
you feel me? waterfront, seventh street
yall motherf-ckers are sleeping, i ain’t never gave a f-ck, b-tch
i got tiny -ss yellow pants on, tiny -ss green pants on
n-ggas can’t f-ck with me. none of you n-ggas
i swear on my life, b-tch… im ready to die, n-gga
f-ck all you b-tch -ss n-ggas, f-ck everybody
rawest rapper alive!!

- lil b lyrics

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