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lpb poody x lil wayne - batman (remix) lyrics

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{chorus lpb poody}
i told her that i’m celibate ain’t f+cking by the week
sike b+tch i lied you can ride me to this beat
i hit her in the benz we f+cking all in the street

{verse1 lil wayne}
b+tch i can’t be yo batman
all red on i’m slatt man
do numbers like a stat man
can’t trust sh+t like a black van
had some bumps in the road
i turned it to a flat land
yo b+tch lit, all my b+tches litter like a cat man
and my lil mama my robin
she f+cked yo guy and she robbed him
and all these dollars got commas
that come with commas behind them
and all my slimers be sliming
we wipe his nostrils he snotty
i swear that shotty like sinus
and that bugatti like sonic
the hedgehawk how i sped off
drop the top and take the head off
pick a b+tch up drop some bread off
get my d+ck sucked take the edge off
k!ll that p+ssy knock it dead off
then i fled off clean your bed off
she gave me a bl+w j+b
i love that job can get laid off
had to get my sh+t straight before i dropped it
got a d+ck sell p+ssy i wore a condom
i said baby i can’t be your batman
that’s what i told her
then i paint her face white just like the joker
tunechi
{chorus lpb poody}
no, i can’t be your batman ’cause i be robbin’
i don’t want no lap dance, b+tch, give me noggin
why you laughing and playing? ho, get from ’round me
you know i am the man, mr. miyagi
yeah, i got hoes from j+pan, they call me papi
i beat that p+ssy so good and leave it throbbing
’cause i be slangin’ this wood, they wanna chop it
no, i can’t cuff on lil’ shawty, don’t do no coppin’

{verse2 lpb poody}
you’ll think it’s eight o eight the way this beat knocking
florida boy sh+t when they hear it they go to bopping
she a lunch lady cause the joe she give is sloppy
stuffing d+ck all in her ribs and she keep begging me to stop it
they waiting for my mixtape dey telling me to drop it
but i gotta get my sh+t straight before i drop it
i be cutting up might pull da plug right out da socket
i cut em like some paper wit these scissors den i rock it
now i got da key to the city so ima lock it
you stressed out, you just worry bout how i got it
i keep hunnids and fifties all in my profit
my life a movie and it’s sad you gotta watch it
reach inside my pants and pull these bands out my pocket
ima make a mess in this city they gotta mop it
automatic stick come wit titties ain’t gotta c+ck it
glock gotta d+ck see a p+ssy and ima pop it
{chorus lpb poody}
no, i can’t be your batman ’cause i be robbin’
i don’t want no lap dance, b+tch, give me noggin
why you laughing and playing? ho, get from ’round me
you know i am the man, mr. miyagi
yeah, i got hoes from j+pan, they call me papi
i beat that p+ssy so good and leave it throbbing
’cause i be slangin’ this wood, they wanna chop it
no, i can’t cuff on lil’ shawty, don’t do no coppin’

{verse3 moneybagg yo}
go lil vroom hop out pop it
in a coupe with some tropic
give me room i get nauseas
i sip wocky, you won’t kiss me coughing
hold up, watch out how you talking
yo life cost a pair forces
we’ll go shoot yo stylist in the head for letting you think you saucy
you defeating the purpose, why you got it if you ain’t gon shoot the stick?
i don’t like n0body f+ck you, him, and who else you with
when you got the recipe yo product keep you in the mix
she gone have the nerve to say she don’t like me she just like the d+ck
viking i got open, hoe was slurping i was smoking
bread on top yo head boy they can’t wait to catch you loafing
duece some purple potion in this cup moving slow motion
throwing rocks and hidin’ your hand, you don’t want smoke then don’t provoke me
don’t do that
{chorus lpb poody}
no, i can’t be your batman ’cause i be robbin’
i don’t want no lap dance, b+tch, give me noggin
why you laughing and playing? ho, get from ’round me
you know i am the man, mr. miyagi
yeah, i got hoes from j+pan, they call me papi
i beat that p+ssy so good and leave it throbbing
’cause i be slangin’ this wood, they wanna chop it
no, i can’t cuff on lil’ shawty, don’t do no coppin’



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