moneybagg yo – all dat lyrics
what you doin’ girl with all that? ooh none
ayy (ooh), look (ooh), woo (ooh), ayy (hey), yeah
what you doin’ girl with all that -ss? let me touch it (let me feel)
she say it’s mine, so i smack it when i f-ck it (uh-uh)
freak in the bed but innocent in public (wishy-washy)
she be hearin’ i ain’t sh-t, but still she love me
ayy (woah)
water, fiji, hold his chin while he eat it
f-ck me in the mirror ’cause he know his b-tch conceited
possessive with that p-ssy, he say i can never leave ’em
b-tch, i better not catch lookin’ at my n-gga and i mean it (baow, baow, baow)
ooh (look), ooh (woah), ooh (ayy)
turnin’ up on sight
we on sprinters and flights
pants down, chains on, i’ma leave on ice
couple n-ggas might done had it but it still grip tight
if you gettin’ to a bag, you the hot girl type
four hundred degrees, i ain’t juvenile
d’usse got her goin’ wild
eat the nut, swallow my child
clean it up, go get a towel
shawty get to shakin’, when she cream cake batter
tellin’ me: go deeper on my reddit and her bladder
hoes mad, n-ggas talkin’ at they booth (doin’ the most)
got the fire on me, just in case you want smoke (light this b-tch up)
open your mouth, i’ma make you drive the boat (ahh)
best of both worlds, she thee stallion, i’m the goat (big ol’ bagg)
what you doin’ girl with all that -ss? let me touch it (let me feel)
she say it’s mine, so i smack it when i f-ck it (uh-uh)
freak in the bed but innocent in public (wishy-washy)
she be hearin’ i ain’t sh-t but still she love me
ayy (woah)
water, fiji, hold his chin while he eat it
f-ck me in the mirror ’cause he know his b-tch conceited
possessive with that p-ssy, he say i can never leave ’em
b-tch, i better not catch lookin’ at my n-gga and i mean it (baow, baow, baow)
ooh (look), ooh (woah), ooh (ayy)
ooh, you s-xy, eat that d-ck up, please let me
i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no kids when i say: put it in my belly
i’ma bust it open, spread it for that bread like some jelly
i’m the type to pull your cross so lil’ n-gga please don’t bet me
huh, i got n-ggas, he got b-tches we don’t trip though
huh, hide the whips, so them hoes don’t bust my windows
huh, p-ssy good, he be beggin’ me to get gone
ayy, when i get up, leave it wet like some soul glow
hey, i ain’t fightin’ with these b-tches ’cause i’m pretty
b-tch you mad ’cause your baby daddy suckin’ on my t-tties
i be runnin’ ’round his mansion with no panties like i’m winnie
he don’t dance but this p-ssy make him bop like he diddy (baow, baow, bowh)
what you doin’ girl with all that -ss? let me touch it (let me feel) ahhh
she say it’s mine, so i smack it when i f-ck it (uh-uh)
freak in the bed but innocent in public (wishy-washy)
she be hearin’ i ain’t sh-t, but still she love me
ayy (woah), water, fiji, hold his chin while he eat it
f-ck me in the mirror ’cause he know his b-tch conceited
possessive with that p-ssy, he say i can never leave ’em
b-tch, i better not catch lookin’ at my n-gga and i mean it (baow, baow, baow)
ooh (look), ooh (woah), ooh (ayy)
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