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rho - bbl boys lyrics

bbl cole i got soldiers deploying
you got ed oregano anointing
blowin me up overwhelming annoying
aw u sweet on that i’m just a boy thing
cole reply i got verses im endin him
that boy swingin both ways like a pendelum
he a nerd walkin round like lil tecca
i’ll hit u back after i hit rebecca
ill hit u back when i even the tally
how u make b+tches go g+y? no ally
smokin on cole like i bought him from cali
ill drop him off like im suga o malley
like a bear imma get that boy mauled
how you 20 and already bald
this shi cool i don’t mean disrespect bru
wait a minute go back to rеbecca
she a beauty queen waist to thе neck up
and she just hit my phone last week
talkin bout happy cinco de mayo
she just wanted to celebrate me
in my messages tryin to check up
i can’t lie it be makin me blush
can’t believe she gave birth to a goofy ah boy that just always be doin too much
yeah
you was never at work on time
wake up go buy a coffee for lunch
if he thinkin bout dissin i’m thinkin bout beatin that boy to the muf+ckin punch
brush you hair boy you nippity nappy
flippin h0m+s like flippin a patty
we was friends now i’m switching the sides
wait a minute that’s sum like ally
this next dude always talk to me flirty (flirtay)
adam 22 do what his girl say
that boy thirty well that’s what his shoes say
i wish girls night was still on a tuesday
miss my brudda he went off the grid
baby his baby like she was a kid
imma say it he stuck at the bottom
he just wanna be dominated
daddy’s callin like where are you at?
bring the nails and the hammer, the axe
caddy boy really meetin his match
bet you wish u was still at the patch
upper lip boy shave off the patch
heard he last 6 seconds like bach
this is warfare im talkin guerilla
must be ice cream that boy is vanilla
old head on facebook meta
i think bill must’ve had you set up
u know why i don’t see diane like rebecca
only one of them still need a breast cup
if i’m slidin on you i won’t let up
bet you was cryin when she got that check up
special olympics jack in third place
popcorn readin like pick up the pace
why not find you some friends your age
talkin bout sum back in my day
think his woman a national treasure
she got you in a nicolas cage
u a loser i seen it and said it
“please ms christy” that boy is pathetic
u a baby a dead beat next level simp
if u need it i’ll call up a medic

- rho lyrics

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