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r.i.e - bend it over lyrics

yeah
aha
r.i.e, b-tch

told her bend it over and she went ahead and did it
if you looking like a ogre then i ain’t gona hit it
-ss wider than my shoulders yeah then i gotta get it
and she never sober, she a stoner
yeah i gota get it
gotta get it
gotta get it
if that pussy kosher
then i gotta spread it, gotta stretch it
if that pussy kosher
then i gotta get it, gotta wreck it
yeah i f-ckin’ said it
if that pussy kosher
gotta get it, gotta wreck it

get it poppin never stopping
i be sprinting when the jogging
i be lifted when they dropping
i be spittin when they coughing
i be on another level
put that barrel to your temple
then watch you f-ggots tremble
and these b-tches saying that they
“all about that b-ss, bout that b-ss no treble”
fat -ss bulldogs best invest in a kennel
they be like ke$ha, i be like the devil
that mean i’m coming for your soul
like some precious metal
money on my mind, mo-money in my wallet
r.i.e but i do it b.i.g
chris wallace
i guess i’m always fly cause god be my pilot
sometimes i even ask him what’s the flight milage
but that information i’d rather keep private
i be hipping and hopping
they be cripping and clotting
no i ain’t gang banging that ain’t even an option
even though my pants sagging and motherf-ckers are dropping
see i want a bad b-tch but yo hoe mediocre
so i told her best friend “b-tch, bend it over.”
then you know i broke her
i ain’t got facebook but you know i poked her
pussy super soaker
and if her man tuning in i ain’t no joker
i’m just saying, if she sexy and fine
we can have a good time
i could spit her a rhyme
she could pour some more wine
but if they nasty and ugly
tell em b-tches don’t bug me
i’m already f-ckin’ high, like you can’t even drug me
and if her face alright then i let the b-tch suck me
and if she a little chubby tell her suck in her tummy
yah
yah
keep that waist tight and keep that -ss looking yummy
she got down on both knees before i get on one knee
prenups for these hoes, you ain’t taking all my money
call em how i see em, but these b-tches still love me

told her bend it over and she went ahead and did it
told her bend it over and she went ahead and did it
told her bend it over and she went ahead and did it
and if she got a best friend then she gotta split it
yah
yah
r.i.e, b-tch
bloodl-st
yah

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