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tracy t - topless lyrics

[hook: tracy t]
bad b-tches in the lobby and they’re topless
pulled up in ‘rari, it was topless
bad b-tch gone fuck but she ain’t gon’ tell nobody
bad b-tches only, i like ’em exotic
bad b-tches in the lobby and they’re topless
pulled up in ‘rari, it was topless
bad b-tch gone fuck but she ain’t gon’ tell nobody
bad b-tches only, i like ’em exotic

[verse 1: tracy t]
lost that b-tch and i didn’t lose no sleep about it
drive the ‘rari like i drive the fuckin’ audi
bad b-tch gon’ fuck but she ain’t gon’ tell nobody
pussy poppin’, i jump in it then i’m out it
fuck that b-tch, i want her friend cause that’s who got it
but i don’t save ’em cause these hoes for everybody
i got that money that’s too big for nigga’s wallets
no pocket rocket, boy, it’s too big for the pockets
if i p-ss an ugly b-tch, nigga you can have her
my dog might think she pretty, i might gone let my nigga stash her
she can be a model, i’mma treat her like a dancer
i’m so atlanta, i might store them b-tches in a phantom

[verse 2: meek mill]
i lost an m but i ain’t lose no sleep about it
she bout it, bout it, fuck her like she from the projects
and i’m the one that taught her tricks and how to ride it
i count that shmoney b-tch, i feel like bobby, bobby
you niggas funny, poppin’ shit bout how you got it
that b-tch you claimin’ out here fuckin’ for deposits
i got that pussy for a pair of balenciagas
i’m in and out her, switch my kicks like mr. rodgers
she suck my d-ck, i swear i thought she was a scholar
i do it major like i graduated college
now give me knowledge, put your face down, -ss up
and every time you fuck a lame, make her get that cash up

- tracy t lyrics

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