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mid - all the bitches to the front lyrics

[hook: mid r kay]
get all the b-tches to the front
all the b-tches to the front
get all the b-tches to the front
bad b-tches to the front
to the front, bad b-tches to the front
get all the b-tches to the front

[verse 1: mid r kay]
whaddup they call me man
i’m just trying to live
trying to live it up, all the b-tches to the front
all the girls in the party lookin’ right
nice to meet you, gotta feel my stomach ‘fore i drink
i could eat ya, i could eat ya, i could eat ya that’s my slogan
’bout to make a whole lotta cash, pay some mortgage
got some words in my storage that can change yo’ f-ckin’ life
so it’s aight i can keep that to myself
yo jeff whaddup yo roll that l
i’m blessed with puttin’ words together
the vodka shots she pulled the trigger
pray to god that god exists, that’s just some depressin’ sh-t
i wit’ that, turn this up
i’m just tryna own me some
need a dutch, she cop me one
shorty said she owe me one
bad b-tches love to f-ck, that bad b-tch is to the front
bad b-tch that love to suck, that b-tch got me fallin’ in love
then i bust, she pay the bus fare
she don’t really care ’cause, she young and down to f-ck
plus she drunk and i’m drunk too
just get all the b-tches to the front dude

[verse 2: mid r kay]
i got a bad b-tch
but she a good woman
that’s established, let em’ keep -ssumin’
i say f-ck ’em let’s just kick back smoke this purp
i come second you come first
i’m just tryna get immersed, i’m just tryna quench my thirst
i could settle for the henny but them shorties like that remy
so just serve them what they want
’cause they tryna get it on
sip until i’m gone and if i go sip for me
the flow is slow, simply ’cause i’m sittin’ high leanin’
got no time to be thinkin’ girl i’m drinkin’ that’s predictable
listen ma, let’s just go
drugs got me invincible, i like that you like to take it slow
thought you should know
uh, caught in the zone
taught me a whole lot, with the brain that she gave me
promise the money won’t change me
i forever try to remain me yeah
this ain’t me yeah
listen, all the b-tches to the front
i got my drink, i got my blunt girl
tell me what you thinkin’ of
let me put you on this sink
let me f-ck you ’till you sing, don’t blame it on the drink

- mid lyrics

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