sean glatts - bella please lyrics
i ain’t f+ckin’ witchu and your energy
yeah
i don’t give no sh+ts bout whatchu telling me
yeah
always wanna talk whatchu ain’t boutta be
yeah
clear your ass just wanna seek some ketamine
yeah
and you know my mixes they be h+lla heat
yeah
sorry you can’t mix my mix with metamine
yeah
might as well just make your own wait well i see
yeah
your ass just addicted to the telling deets
fella please, bella breathe, accept you’re not the better breed
you cook like a b+tch that tell her kids “we just got to bread to eat”
bella scream “let me be” not till my nuts h+lla clean
l!ck that sh+t right up i know you love it like your metaphine
so slide to my place wanna ride in my range
if you really love my raps that car kinda my thang
l!ck the pie off your face take the time takes
yeah my really windows tinted “well you lying” well okay
getcha sh+t up out i’ll sh+t it on that if gettin out ya little blouse
you ain’t about or brave or down and bound to leave
like i’m tooting on a toilet imma toot up on your toilets’
and the toy up in your bag if you don’t bounce ya t++ts
you claim that i’m crazy like a cr+pe stacked
ok bitty baby you can stay mad
prolly cuz i saw you on the hub up with ya hubby titled”horse f+cks up a bunny on a hay stack”
where you shake it away with your waist at weight
of a cat that cannot even get the plate to go read
so ya mane that ya think “is my baby to me” had a bet up with his bros that he could break everything
every bone to the bone like he billy bobby joe
that one buddy that is funny but is fakin’ his jokes
and is fake and a foe to my team on our toes
that don’t run and just say f+ck it when we’re straight in the smoke
buyin yo b+tch cocaine
buddy said he shining his wrist so flame
funny cuz you talk like ya b+tch when way
but when flexing it’ll flop like a fish when shaked
don’t talk you a fry to me
don’t say to bye to me
when the only time you do is when fried fully
as you frightfully downed at five guys in me
but you mad it wasn’t really five 5 guys to see
and don’t type to me, on your iphone 3, that you wanna see me dead like your mike and t
but the version thats a virgin like dwight or steve
that’ll meet after his meeting “alright my g”
why’s your brain so bad
buddy cannot count to three shoot gats
at my brotha mike and me it’s so sad
had to put a pause on robbing me to learn math
dip do the dash don’t wanna teach or wait
bikin out fast before ya schling go bang
bumpin the gas my brotha beats so braze
and we livin like cats that wanna keep our cape
baby kate it’s over
hey are you okay
i am your manes, i want you safe
“i am amazed, man you are brave, can i repay, how can i hey”
give me the brain, charge up my chains, store up my sane, i’m back to me’
say that you’ll stay. till we in canes, eatin at canes, out on a crane
you got a face for imma fiend
that in the rain i can then read, and it’ll say, things you don’t speak, “baby it ain’t, bad as it seem”
like on a day or on a date of a debate double the pay
only awake, show up and shave, don’t overthink’ go do your thang
never say nay only say yay i can create all that i crave
number your face one of a page you can then i say was insane
never say nay only say yay i can create all that i crave
number your face one of a page you can then i say was insane
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