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robb bank$ - spanking lyrics

[intro]
gurl, you so bad, you need a spankin’
gurl, you so bad, you need a spankin’ (oogie mane, he k!lled it)
gurl, you so bad, you need a spankin’ (i’m working on dying)
gurl, you so bad, you need a spankin’
pew pew, pewwww, pew pew, pewwww
yuh, yuh
raawr raaawr raawrr raaaaaaawrrr
femto, you know what it is
big femto, f-ckin em up, yeah, ok
booiiii

[hook: robb bank$ & quadie diesel]
sir femto bouta buss your -ss
fettuccine bouta buss your -ss
sir femto bouta buss your -ss
fettuccine bouta buss your -ss
sir femto bouta buss your -ss
fettuccine bouta buss your -ss
sir femto bouta buss your -ss
fettuccine bouta buss your -ss

[verse 1: robb bank$ & quadie diesel]
p-ssy boi talkin bout blah blah blah, blah blah blah, blah blah blah, blah blah blah, what is you sayin to me?
we walk in that b-tch wit the sa-sa-sa-sa-sa-sa-sawed off, in texas, like leatherface
my main b-tch went threw my ca-ca-ca-ca-ca-ca-call log, she got very very angry
i’m built to be evil, and you n-ggas mini-mes
my double cup sprite [?] vanilla mini-wheats
556 fly, tearing up your insides
ha-ha-ha-ha, bark like the big dawgs
this ain’t a family matter, this ain’t no sitcom
huhhh, quadie, won’t you tell it to em?
go-go-go-gobble she can’t get enough of the d-ck
ni-ni-ni-ni-ni-ni-nipple, i thought it was t-ts
all of these bad b-tches can’t get enough of the splice
bad wolf used to hussle down to the mice
me partic-p-ting but pardon my pace
got a pound, got a bag b-tch, pretty, my tats
bout to turn 88 on em, infinity
[?]
imma put you ova my knee
imma put you ova my knee
imma put you ova my knee
imma put you ova my knee (yuh yuh)

[verse 2: robb bank$]
why i’m so cold, i need a blanket
said i’m a cold piece, b-tches still ate it (raaawr raaawr)
my d-ck 7 foot and known across the nation (whoop, whoop-whoop-whoop)
tired of b-tches keep askin if i’m a basketball player, swish swish (yuh yuh)
if a n-gga ask me, then it’s up (ow!)
got syrup in my cup, my gut (yuh)
she a 10 but she act like a dud (bow bow bow)
i got a lil xd tucked

[outro: quadie diesel]
i just want you to keep up
i just want you to keep up
i just want you to keep up
i just want you to keep up
i just want you to keep up
i just want you to keep up
i just want you to keep up
i just want you to keep up

- robb bank lyrics

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