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raqbaby – my bitch lyrics

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[verse 1]
boss b+tch, fly her out to paris
she said, “i thought this love didn’t cost sh+t, when i need you, you never there”
she told me i’m nothin’ like them other n+ggas and i know it
she say, “raq, i know you love me, but it’s days you do not show it”
i ain’t gon’ lie, this girl be on my ass and i wonder why
said i’m the only thing she got, so when i don’t answer the phone, she wanna cry
think we too attached, when it’s time to go, i hate to tell her bye
think she out of my league, she might just leave me, i cannot let it fly
no one else in my sight, tell them hoes goodbye
ain’t got time to kick it, baby, you with your man tonight, huh
ain’t no changin’ on you, baby, i’m with this sh+t for life, huh
tired of relationships, think i want you to be my wife, uh

[chorus]
that’s my lil’ sh+t
know she make my psych out, please don’t touch my b+tch
gang ‘nem had to slap a dyk+ out tryna touch my wrist
i can never leave you alone, it’s not no finer sh+t
huh, hoes tryna expose you, huh, they don’t really know you, huh
never seen a mil’ ticket, baby, let me show you, huh
said she ain’t had no d+ck in a while, well, b+tch, bend over, huh
she got a knockout p+ssy, f+ck ’round, buy her a range rover, huh

[verse 2]
in her mouth, i came over, girl, you got some brain on you, huh
f+ck what them b+tches say, i swear they ain’t got a thing on you, huh
been through a lot of sh+t, look in her eyes, see pain on you, huh
deserve to see better days, bae, i’ll stay in the rain for you
you know i’m good, why you keep blowin’ up my phone? i’m in the studio
she drunk as f+ck, she talkin’ ’bout, “bae, it’s nothin’ i’ll never do for you”
“if i blow you, will you leave?” i said, “h+ll nah, that’s what them goofies do”
used to f+ck with scrams, this time i caught her, i think i’m f+ckin’ julio
life of rb, huh, bad+b+tch getter
get some top from a scram and kick her out my b+tch rental, huh
your n+gga music trash, they play that sh+t on spinrilla, huh
she stay in the hood, had to tell them n+ggas out there i k!ll n+ggas, huh
i don’t think no n+gga want smoke with rb, they know he savage
n+gga mad as h+ll she f+ckin’ ’round with me because i’m havin’
get whatever you want, just keep it real with me and you can have it
let a b+tch try to go against my ho, they know i’m spazzin’, uh
[chorus]
that’s my lil’ sh+t
know she make my psych out, please don’t touch my b+tch
gang ‘nem had to slap a dyk+ out tryna touch my wrist
i can never leave you alone, it’s not no finer sh+t
huh, hoes tryna expose you, huh, they don’t really know you, huh
never seen a mil’ ticket, baby, let me show you, huh
said she ain’t had no d+ck in a while, well, b+tch, bend over, huh
she got a knockout p+ssy, f+ck ’round, buy her a range rover, huh



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