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mulatto - cheerleader lyrics

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[intro]
ooh bankhead got that 808
rtj
yeah, yeah

[pre-chorus]
hoe -ss n-gga, yeen nothin’ but a cheerleader
in the hood, doin’ donuts in a two-seater
no pat down in the club wit like two heaters
take a n-gga soul i’m the motherf-ckin’ grim reaper

[chorus]
ain’t goin’ back and forth with the little bitty b-tch
know they call me big latto, so i pop big sh-t
do the knock out, checkin’ hoes out the hit list
30 b-tches deep and they all with the sh-ts
b-tch, little bitty b-tch (yeah, yeah, p-ssy)
put that lil’ money up lil’ n-gga, that ain’t the sh-t (that ain’t sh-t)
yeah, b-tch, little bitty b-tch (little bitty b-tch, p-ssy)
know some lil’ hoe that got pressure but ain’t did sh-t (ain’t did sh-t, ain’t did sh-t)

[verse 1]
ain’t did sh-t, won’t do sh-t, ain’t on sh-t
these b-tches be hatin’ so i ride with the stick
latto so fine, make him lie to his b-tch
groupie -ss hoe, they be all in the mix
stiff -ss booty need to get the sh-t fixed
scary -ss hoes, y’all make me sick
i ain’t runnin’ from no smoke, b-tch it is what it is
b-tch i ain’t come here to talk, cut all the cappin’ we know that you soft
lame -ss hoe, you ain’t seen what i saw
i don’t do the talkin’ you know what i’m ’bout
it’s a hot girl summer, so i’m ridin’ with the heater
hot headed b-tch, like i stay with a fever
stay out my bidness, you work for them people
big latto b-tch, i’m the pope and the preacher

[pre-chorus]
hoe -ss n-gga, yeen nothin’ but a cheerleader
in the hood, doin’ donuts in a two-seater
no pat down in the club wit like two heaters
take a n-gga soul i’m the motherf-ckin’ grim reaper

[chorus]
ain’t goin’ back and forth with the little bitty b-tch
know they call me big latto, so i pop big sh-t
do the knock out, checkin’ hoes out the hit list
30 b-tches deep and they all with the sh-ts
b-tch, little bitty b-tch (yeah, yeah, p-ssy)
put that lil’ money up lil’ n-gga, that ain’t sh-t (that ain’t sh-t)
yeah, b-tch, little bitty b-tch (little bitty b-tch, p-ssy)
know some lil’ hoe that got pressure but ain’t did sh-t (ain’t did sh-t, ain’t did sh-t)

[verse 2]
bald head stupid -ss hoe
heard she a freak, put this pole down her throat
f-ckin’ rich n-gga but you -ss still broke
so why in the f-ck, is you f-cking ’em for?
ain’t never danced but i play with that pole
play with big latto, they wiping yo nose
stay true to the game, i stick to the code
ain’t squashin’ no beef, we settle the score
always on go, i stay ready
can’t f-ck wit b-tches, these b-tches be petty
when i’m in the amg, talkin’ that catch me
i let it spray on a b-tch like r. kelly
latto a freak in the sheets
latto go reppin’ the streets
lil’ momma swear we got beef
don’t even know that hoe but lil’ shawty know me, yeah

[pre-chorus]
hoe -ss n-gga, yeen nothin’ but a cheerleader
in the hood, doin’ donuts in a two-seater
no pat down in the club wit like two heaters
take a n-gga soul i’m the motherf-ckin’ grim reaper

[chorus]
ain’t goin’ back and forth with the little bitty b-tch
know they call me big latto, so i pop big sh-t
do the knock out, checkin’ hoes out the hit list
30 b-tches deep and they all with the sh-ts
b-tch, little bitty b-tch (yeah, yeah, p-ssy)
put that lil’ money up lil’ n-gga, that ain’t sh-t (that ain’t sh-t)
yeah, b-tch, little bitty b-tch (little bitty b-tch, p-ssy)
know some lil’ hoe that got pressure but ain’t did sh-t (ain’t did sh-t, ain’t did sh-t)



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