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pradabagshawty - bakkdoe god lyrics

[intro]
soulja
prada
i’m really that bakkdoe god
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
money gang

[chorus]
boy play like he like that
sat a n+gga down, his b+tch ass in timeout
gle big body fullied up, sit back wait on that dot
play me like i’m p+ssy, set a n+gga up
b+tch i’m that backdoor god
b+tch i’m in the cut like peroxide, quick shot shoot like vine
walk ‘em down and bucked him for his fye, that’s how that sh+t went down
n+gga tellin’ stories goin’ fed, lil’ boy just stop that lyin’
can’t even keep that sh+t inside the street, your ass been droppin’ dimes
walk ‘round with the opp, this sh+t here smokin’
money gang got zot

[verse]
fully drac, bomb through
no speakin’, give me all you got
“prada you did this?”, “oh you did that?”
i must done did a lot
goin’ down with my gang
get doot+doot+doot, ain’t nothing to speak about
i had tried to keep this sh+t together, f+ck n+gga crossed me out
n+ggas be cappin’ like hoes
say that he steppin, we the one stepped on his bro
really just speakin’ facts, this not a diss
n+gga play with that sh+t he get rolled
this sh+t like warzone
pop out, up fye, drop shot, i might go pr+ne
draw down on that boy in front his kids, your son think you a hoe
[refrain]
no cap
that’s why that f+ck n+gga ass get for playin’
all that [?], 2024 we ain’t on that
(gren8de pick up the phone, you got me f+cked up)
i’m that young n+gga
that backdoor god

- pradabagshawty lyrics

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