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rob apollo - bada bing! lyrics

[pre+chorus]
ebt p+ssy got me f+cked up
ebt p+ssy got me f+cked up
ebt p+ssy got me f+cked up
ebt p+ssy got me f+cked up

[intro]
n+ggas tryna tell me that squirt is pee
i’m tryna tell them that pee is squirt
+what does that mean+
reverse
+what the f+ck does that mean+
reverse
[verse 1]
what will it take to get that p+ssy in my throat
i ain’t tryna be rude baby i just wanna know
here is my number, or you can leave a note
if she don’t wanna f+ck ima leave that girl alone
yea, ketamine in the tripp pants
shorty nb, little shirt with the big pants
newport, cig fan, never been a mid man
bro come in just to shoot he the six man
b+tch i go to walgreens just to steal stuff
and re+up on my addie n+ggas know that i’m the pill plug
too pretty to sell real drugs
and i’m way too skinny to be a real thug
super soaker super sayan she got dbz p+ssy
walkin’ round target smellin’ like bpd p+ssy
i ain’t gone play i like e+p+ssy
some my n+ggas g+y they don’t need p+ssy
on these insta pages and i’m losin’ to temptation
i’m h+rny young and pretty i can’t waste it
one time i made a lil mistake n f+cked on a racist
but if her head good enough i won’t say sh+t

[chorus]
she got big titties, bada bing n+gga
and that ass so fat i got a ring n+gga
bad a bing bad a bing bad a bing n+gga
she wan’ bing on my ding ding a ling n+gga
she got big titties, bada bing n+gga
and that ass so fat i got a ring n+gga
bad a bing bad a bing bad a bing n+gga
she wan’ bing on my ding ding a ling n+gga
[verse 2: baldie balboa]
need a freak that dress like she work in the bank
pull up in the ford 500 it’s a tank
red hot when i step like my shoes made of frank’s
got a text, she want to put her tongue on my taint
godd+mn, woah, godd+mn
run up on a heavyweight and get choke slammed
jewels in my mouth, n+gga look like a clam
when i scroll through the pics i’m the hidden leaf clan
scroll through the pics double tap on the tits
armed and like 5’5+6 make him jit
getting tweets off while i thumb through the cl+t
a lot of n+ggas broke and they bums they should die quick
show ’em how to get a bag they +censored beep+
i’m in the cut, dmt in the cartridge
overhand right if i jab with the left
i was sellin’ x pills that was laced with the meth, woah

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