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robb bank$ - salty lyrics

i’m the sh-t, believe that woe
f-ck that b-tch, i dont need that ho
these b-tches snap pics, dont let em charge they phone
b-tch it’s robb bank$, you could leave me alone
imma k!ll them with the note
p-ssy n-gga look at that
i had to remind him come get his b-tch back
f-ck n-gga its the young outkast
big boi in the pants
and a n-gga touch more than three stacks

i know yo duck -ss open up to these hoes boy
dread head with the eagle beak to yo low
double s around the globe, gym, sea, or home boy
fam on go i bet he throw that flinstone boy
tell these n-ggas put my d-ck in they mouth
stop acting like a b-tch her mouth drop
she hold my clip, she better give me something to sip
now i take it out ya check
im the boss ps
by the soul food, he was high on sodium from the start

tell me why you mad
yeah i f-cked your friend
but that don’t mean me and you can’t f-ck again
girl what you saying?
middle finger to yo man
when the last time your stomach hurt after s-x, b-tch
i could give a f-ck bout that b-tch
but she can’t hate me cause she can’t hate d-ck
yeah me and little momma go together but when she text back with that one word reply…

she answer
salty (aye) x8

shawty dont be
salty (aye) x8

shawty don’t be

- robb bank lyrics

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