rubi rose - big mouth lyrics
[intro]
f-ck, got a big -ss mouth
i like that
[verse]
face to face with it, can’t be beefin’ through no facetime
cool with all the thugs since my n-gg- taught me gang signs
bad b-tches, b-tches be like, “where the f-ck your waistline?”
body like a p-rnstar, he f-ck me like he fresh out
could’ve f-cked your friend but i heard he got a big mouth
he want pieces of this p-ssy, buy a big house
big benz, forgiatos when i go to pull out
big racks, know he be upset i make him pull out
it make me h-rny when he drivin’ with the stick out
drivin’ through the hood, showin’ me he got a stash house
f-ck him good, take that n-gg- money when he p-ss out
ratchet, i keep it cl-ssy when it cash out
lashes, nails done, i be tryna act out
and i got that p-ssy that’s gon’ make him leave the traphouse
glowed up, probably make more money than my dad now
i’m in my bag, heard they mad, now they furious
i’m in them cars, it’s the fast and the furious
and i’m a find, i’m a dime b-tch, period
why she smilin’ in my face? b-tch, i’m curious
ain’t got no house, i heard she hoeing and she loitering
i heard she salty, better chill on all that sodium
laid back, white toes, hanging out that maybach
freak show, rubi got ’em twerkin’ on that playback
free throws, b-tches don’t be ballin’ where i stay at
come get your n-gg-, he be chillin’ where i lay at
you just be chillin’, i be boolin’ in the maybach
they like, “d-mn, rubi, how the f-ck she do that?”
belly on pet-te, -ss on stupid fat
round of applause, he love me when i make it clap
don’t make me have to go and get my shooter back
don’t make me have to show you i get into that
double r for rubi rose and we ain’t runnin’ that
slime love, n-gg-s yellin’ slatt when they act up
side b-tches know that they gon’ cap ’cause my stats up
back rubs, money got me laughin’ in the bathtub
app love, n-gg-s throwin’ money, got my math up
b-tch, it’s rubi, so i’m rollin’ in a red truck
i get to it, if it’s foul sheet, that’s a set-up
said he got a couple thousand, well it ain’t enough
i ain’t f-ckin’ with a n-gg- that’s a big mouth
he ain’t even f-ck my b-tch, that’s a big mouth
i don’t even wanna trip, i want a big house
big benz, forgiatos when i go to pull out
big racks, know he be upset i make him pull out
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