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rtb mb - peachtree lyrics

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[intro]:
rtb n+gga come on

[verse 1]:
i ain’t no plumber but i always got my pipe out
like you ain’t pay the bill have my n+gga knock yo lights out
at the club bruised up n+gga i got my ice out
presidential whips and exotic glocks i’m at the white house
n+ggas tender bout a b+tch i hit his hoe he wanna fight now
same b+tch that you pillow talking got her on a flight now
she irritating but her p+ssy good so i might pound
she bout to ride with this water on my wrist said me might drown

[verse 2]:
b+tch jumping to conclusions she like 5 foot
hit a b+tch she gone tell her friend cause it’s textbook
b+tch better have my money that’s the best hook
glock leave a n+gga stretched like a left hook
know some real n+ggas went to court in some tom fords
young n+ggas f+cking hoes on camera like jersey shore
my mexican b+tch only know 10 words i just called her dora
told my b+tch let my have my way you’ll see bora bora

[verse 3]:
you ever seen fiji well let me be
cartis on made a movie with yo b+tch it’s in 3d
she like my music so she finna let me bone for a sneak peek
in the a she treat me like i’m lil jon im finna skeet skeet
told lil baby that i only want the head she trynna beat meat
how the f+ck you got designer shirts on but yo feets weak
she made it sloppy then she cleaned it up that’s my neat freak
i heard you f+cking with them dirty hoes who leave a sheet streak
[verse 4]:
i’m trynna get white rich i might bleach me
i’m in the a with 6 hoes this a freak neek
we in the a a hunnit bows down on peachtree
that’s a fake presi lil n+gga they gone impeach you
told my b+tch she don’t like my hoes she can leave too
told my dog you can play yo role you can eat too
feel like otis b+tch don’t n0body need you
why you lying on that glock we dont believe you

[verse 5]:
i was blind to the bullsh+t n+gga now it’s see thru
i’ll jump off a bridge before i tell a b+tch i need you
i been popping percs to ease the pain yeah i think i need 2
back to back days f+cking on yo b+tch this a sequel
i be in the crib thinking d+mn what the f+ck would meech do
i seen yo name on that paperwork we can’t be cool
everytime we bout to f+ck a b+tch she let me choose
i call my n+gga chi bob the builder he keep tools

[verse 6]:
i just but a b+tch in timeout she like to break rules
i just got a n+gga crossed out for staring at my jewels
i’ll hit yo b+tch with a 10 n+gga cash rules
made man n+ggas don’t like me but gotta act cool
everytime these n+ggas try they hand bullets tattooed
everytime i sneeze she gone bless me n+gga achoo
how you ain’t know she a hoe check the attributes



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