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pz' - vienna lyrics

[chorus]
huh (phew), can’t— (can’t stop)
i might kick your door
shawty so bad, like to play with my ‘fro
spreading my bread like some pizza roll
sick head, like to play with her nose
all in vienna while raisin’ up fours
i’m from atlanta, i know i’m a goat
my b+tch got manners, she eat with a fork

[verse 1]
say, “slatt” (hey), it’s super guwop
f+cking that ho, i might rub on her booty (okay)
swinging my bat like i’m muh’f+ckin’ rudy (hey, hey, hey)
addicted to buying my shawty them rubies (boo, boo, boo)
ain’t counting sh+t for no muh’f+cking groupie
my b+tch so bad like her ass in a two piece
if a f+ck n+gga play, leave a b+tch n+gga toothless
busting my fire, man, i feel like lil uzi
run it up from the muh’f+cking bottom
shawty so thick her body designed like a bottle
popping sh+t, b+tch, i’m going full throttle
rock a show like a muh’f+cking model
good frame, shawty built like a bottle (poo, poo, poo, poo, poo)
man, that cash in my pocket, i walk with a waddle
upping my sh+t, b+tch, i’m throwin’ up dollars
’cause, b+tch, i’m a leader, i don’t gotta follow (what you say?)
say, “slatt”, it’s super guwop
f+cking that ho, i might rub on her booty (okay)
pushing the benz on the ride, it’s my shooter
callin’ lil’ rock, man, that n+gga gon’ do you
flexing n+ggas, man, i’m going straight through you
sissy n+ggas, i can’t hang with no losers
rich fabrics, my coat came from a ruger
i’m a thief in the night like my name freddy krueger (phew)
[chorus]
huh, can’t— (can’t stop)
i might kick your door
shawty so bad, like to play with my ‘fro
spreading my bread like some pizza roll
sick head, like to play with her nose
all in vienna while raisin’ up fours
i’m from atlanta, i know i’m a goat
my b+tch got manners, she eat with a fork (fah, fah, fah)

[verse 2]
pz’ busting your headphones (headphones)
rich [?], but i grew up in bandos
saucing n+ggas like julius randle (randle)
hermès bag got a muh’f+ckin’ handle (handle)
leave me out of them p+ssy+ass convos (convos)
leave me out of them p+ssy+ass scandals
like my vibe with some expensive sandals
take my picture, baguette on my ankles (pew, pew, pew, pew)
huh, can’t— (can’t stop)
i might kick your door
i was just down on my d+ck, now i’m up in these roads (woah, woah)
parisian lil’ vibe, ’bout to paint my whole name on her toes
poppin’ my sh+t ’cause i know that my mama at home (mama at home)
and she (what?) seeing this sh+t on her phone (she is)
driving her crazy ’cause i ain’t that baby no more (no more)
i ain’t that baby no more (no more)
i’m stacking that gravy for sure
i got contagious flows, i like spontaneous hoes
rockin’ all black with this raver ho
i like arabian hoes, vernacular craving hoes
atlanta done made this ho, atlanta done changed his ho, woah (pow, pow)
[outro]
aight, bet
you want that flight?
to paris?
yeah, on sunday
aight, bet, yeah, grab it
uh, aight
[?]
alright
appreciate you, man, nah, this sh+t is crazy, gang, i ain’t gon’ lie
[?]

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