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migos – plan b lyrics

i gave a b-tch a plan b (open your mouth)
‘cause she was my plan b (side b-tch)
i got my hoe on a leash (get over here)
she a real trapper in the streets
my n-gg-s don’t mean no harm, unless you come handling me (my n-gg-s don’t mean it)
cookie bag and a percocet, that’s what applied to me (i’m geeking)
the dab is not a sneeze (dab)
i f-ck her once, then she leave (smash)
she only got her f-cking keys; i give her phone down the street

eat it up – busy bees
stevie wonder, play with keys
i told my plug, “yadda mean,”
that mean, “come on, with them things,”
i put the work ‘cross seas
feel like i play with kareem
i walk around with the nin’
hundred thousand for the team
i woke up ‘cause i had a dream
i shot at n-gg- in the spleen
two n-gg-s looking like kel and ken’
your favorite cousin, dope fiends
i was going on a mission
but i swapped out my hoe for that
young n-gg- talking business
tell that n-gg- i ain’t here for that
migo gang like the thundercats
and i’m trapping out a h-llcat
p-ssy n-gg-, you a lab rat
b-tch, my diamonds doing jumping jacks
pull up, gave a phantom heart attack
hoe n-gg-, where your heart is at?
we quick to send ‘em to the cardiac
cookies and perc’ – that’s the starter pack
go to the jeweler; want all of that
ball on my court, n-gg-, can’t get the ball back
i be where the money fall at
i take the pot and beat it with a ball bat
you ain’t own it, where you rent it at?
if it ain’t broke i ain’t fixing that
i put the dope in the trunk
i put the extras in the kitty-cat

f-ck on me, then f-ck my brother
just because she’s your b-tch, you don’t trust her
these b-tches really trying to come up
d-mn, she trapped you, you nutted up
when you went to work, i had picked her up
she said she want to kick it on the bus
f-cking and sucking up all of us
you know how we do; we just slaughtered her
my jeweler made me look like slick the ruler
my b-tches booshie, walking with a poodle
when i was little, thought b-tches had cooties
now that i’m grown, got a brick in her coochie
finesse the plug; i hit him with the whoop-de-whoo
finessed him right out his shoe
i got some boot in my margiela boots
b-tches running ‘round my mansion in nude
b-tches stick to me like gorilla glue
smoking on cookies did somebody poo?
you n-gg-s is suckers; you a roody-poo
yrn 2, ball alert, got the news
sipping on actavis, like it’s a brew
(aye, boaw!) who shot at you?
yes we can f-ck, is your friend f-cking too?
(ooh, boaw!) i’m killing her too
plan b, you can f-ck her for free
make sure that sh-t don’t get back to wifey
skeet on her cheek, f-ck her one time a week
get a plan b, ‘cause i know i was geeked
f-cking this b-tch, went to sleep
i got to get this b-tch a plan b
she f-cking that n-gg-, that n-gg-, then me
i just want that mouth, ‘cause i know it’s on fleek!

- migos lyrics

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