peewee longway - baddest lyrics
[intro: foogiano]
ah, ho, mmm
yeah, ho, ho
(his name is kino beats)
[chorus: foogiano & peewee longway]
my b+tch is the baddest (baddest), half bougie, half ratchet (ratchet)
designer my fabric (fabric), i’m a rabbit for the cabbage (cabbage)
that b+tch p+ssy baggage (baggage), k!lled the p+ssy, get the plastic (plastic)
i pass her like magic (like magic), i spit fire just like a dragon (a dragon)
i’m addicted to wock’ (wock’), me and her, we got a passion (a passion)
and i signed with wop (wop), young millionaire, might be the fastest (fastest)
p+ssy boy, you know that i got that glock (that glock), if you ever try me, i’ma blast you
then we gon’ clean that n+gga up just like a mop (a mop), now i got blood all on my patеk (blood, longway, ho)
[verse 1: peewee longway]
we spin back+to+back with the chop
i got the loc’ and thе addy
flintstone rocks in the patek (rocks)
this ain’t no prop
the switch go fft automatic
we makin’ sh+t flip, acrobatic
just give me the brick spot
i cook it and cut it
and serve it to auntie gladys
lil’ mama got wap
she walkin’ like she got that water
that p+ssy too wet to wear panties
i got the box
i’m in the trap, come and grab it
this sh+t goin’ soon as it land
and i’m back in that mode
i’m countin’ up racks with the rubber band
ran right back to the land
i’m cool as a fan
my left wrist, right wrist glass
my three cuban links just dance (ice)
earrings cost one hundred bands (one hundred bands)
they see everything that i said (they see)
i’m still slidin’ ’round with my shiesty mask (slide)
i’m screamin’ out free pooh and foo out the feds
still screamin’ out, “f+ck 12,” ’til a n+gga dead (dead)
like to f+ck in the van ’cause the seat like a bed
if she ask for chanel, then i gave her two dimes (two dimes, a dub)
a dub, she walk like she f+ck with the plug (the plug)
she a lil’ ratchet lil’ b+tch
put that sh+t on, she know she gon’ f+ck that sh+t up
[chorus: foogiano & peewee longway]
my b+tch is the baddest (longway, b+tch), half bougie, half ratchet (ratchet)
designer my fabric (fabric), i’m a rabbit for the cabbage (cabbage)
that b+tch p+ssy baggage (baggage), k!lled the p+ssy, get the plastic (plastic)
i pass her like magic (like magic), i spit fire just like a dragon (a dragon)
i’m addicted to wock’ (wock’), me and her, we got a passion (a passion)
and i signed with wop (wop), young millionaire, might be the fastest (fastest)
p+ssy boy, you know that i got that glock (that glock), if you ever try me, i’ma blast you
then we gon’ clean that n+gga up just like a mop (a mop), now i got blood all on my patek (blood, ho)
[verse 2: foogiano]
yeah, b+tch, it’s the mayor (mayor)
tell them n+ggas do a favor (favor)
tell them n+ggas stop that hatin’ (stop that hatin’)
’cause that hatin’ ain’t gon’ save ’em (ain’t gon’ save ’em)
p+ssy boy, you know that i been a player (been a player)
i’ll cuddle, i’ll never cater (never ever)
ho, michael jordan with the fader
boy, it’s lethal, yeah, you know it’s fatal (it’s fatal)
you know that i’m richer than all of my opps (my opps)
and i’m ballin’, n+gga, check the paper
yeah, i shook that ho just like a taser (i shook her)
cut her off and never call her later
hatin’ ’bout a b+tch, you gon’ end up in a box
ah, and, b+tch, it’s the mob (the mob)
we smoke strongest out the jar (out the jar)
ho, you better do your job (your job)
uh, i got them workers on the low (on the low)
ho, my ice is so cold (so cold)
my neck and wrist, you know they froze (ice, ice)
uh, you think it’s a joke? (a joke?)
we gon’ smoke that n+gga like a ‘port (a ‘port, a ‘port)
i’m, i’m richer than ever
don’t believe it, check the bezel (ice, ice, ice)
i’m fly like a feather
ho, you won’t find n0body better
[chorus: foogiano]
b+tch is the baddest (baddest), half bougie, half ratchet (ratchet)
designer my fabric (fabric), i’m a rabbit for the cabbage (cabbage)
that b+tch p+ssy baggage (baggage), k!lled the p+ssy, get the plastic (plastic)
i pass her like magic (like magic), i spit fire just like a dragon (a dragon)
i’m addicted to wock’ (wock’), me and her, we got a passion (a passion)
and i signed with wop (wop), young millionaire, might be the fastest (fastest)
p+ssy boy, you know that i got that glock (that glock), if you ever try me, i’ma blast you
then we gon’ clean that n+gga up just like a mop (a mop), now i got blood all on my patek (blood, ho)
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