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premo rice - no bitchesss [freestyle] lyrics

[verse 1]

big sh-t poppin’
got your main b-tch, she droppin’ on the d-ck
ask her “what that mouth do?” she toppin’
with my 40 ounce (uh)
got some sh-t that make the shorties bounce
straight finesse up on these hoes, i need bout 40 rounds
double cup (uh) 2 b-tches on me, n-gga double up (double up)
3 shots of henn, we goin’ in, i gave em double nuts
bishop mack (mack)
blessin’ hoes and breaking b-tches backs (d-mn)
i’m that n-gga with your b-tch, now i spent another rack
never trickin’ on a hoe (hoe)
you should know
hard d-ck got the p-ssy swole (swole)
n-gga cold
cooly mack puttin’ on a show (uh)
i’m on a roll
tell her like it is and how it go (uh)
n-gga cold
never half steppin’ on the dough (no)
n-gga no
heavy hustle, stickin’ to the code (code)
i’m on the go
with your b-tch always on the d-ck, (she suckin) like a pro
premo rice, i’m giving n-ggas h-ll (uh) on the low, better know

[chorus]

imma die with b-tches on me, yeah
better believe it
(i’m the coldest mothaf-cka out)
you other n-ggas get no cheeks, yeah
you can’t achieve it
(imma show you b-tches what i’m all about)
you gets no b-tches, yeah
i’m gonna f-ck your b-tch tonight
(and no doubt)
i’m gonna show that hoe what this d-ck about to do tonight

(break em)

[bridge]
(hmmmm)
cool, cool, cool

this sh-t here is pimpin’, hoe why would i lie?
you gon’ see a real n-gga when you look me in the eye (eye)
smelling like a pound, cause i like to get high
walk into my granny house and she just stare me in the eyes (eye)
“boy have you been smoking?” and i say no and lie
even though she smell the weed and see the red streaks in my eye (eye)
people give opinions on why not to get high
but regardless what they say, imma be smoking till i die (die)

[verse 2]

main b-tch in my phone (phone)
but she gets no reply (reply)
cause she know i’m that n-gga (n-gga)
excuse me, i meant guy
(sh-t) two hoes in the whip (whip)
and they say that they bi (bi)
and this the hand i’m dealt, so it’s only right i try
(sh-t) f-ck taking a slice (slice)
cause i want the whole pie (pie)
and my n-ggas gon’ eat (eat)
and that there ain’t no lie
(sh-t) y’all n-ggas is trippin’ (trippin’)
these hoes i ain’t tippin’ (tippin’)
take her to the back (back)
and yank out them extensions
(sh-t) my game h-lla cold (cold)
cold up on these b-tches
(sh-t) shoutout to a y e (aye)
cause i forgot to mention b-tch
and i live by the code (code)
and that’s just how i’m kickin’ it
and y’all n-ggas is lame (lame)
cause y’all n-ggas won’t with this sh-t
and i’m just giving game (game)
but y’all n-ggas ain’t listening
i hop up on that plane (uh)
and get straight to the benjamins
i’m all up in your thang (thang)
the p-ssy sweet as cinnamon
i’m not the one to blame (blame)
for f-cking all your women friends

(for f-cking all your women friends)

- premo rice lyrics

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