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trinidad kong, yung wiz - bootycall lyrics

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hook [trinidad kong]
yea b-tch
yea b-tch
i can slip it in
all yo friends a booty call at 6am
yea b-tch
yea b-tch
come to my ends
if i ever caught feelings it was all pretend

verse 1 [trinidad kong]
yea b-tch
yea b-tch
i can slip it in
we can do it missionary 16 again
yea b-tch
yea b-tch
come to my ends
it’s trinidad kong bring all yo friends

yo b-tch she gave me head wit her f-ckin slit wrists
she caught f-cking feelings cuz i was first kiss
u is b-tch made
gonna catch a fade
pink lemonade
cl!ck my link and spread your buns
swallowing up all my sons
f-ck this is someone’s mom?

what x6

i can walk wit d talk
how i f-cking please
trinidad kong aka yung boodi

hit a b-tch with my f-ckin finish
serve a b-tch like serena williams
fortnite i’m f-ckin k!llin
wit no witness cuz it’s f-ckin business
i can walk wit d talk
how i f-cking please
trinidad kong aka yung boodi
i dip it i dip it i dip it
i spit it i spit it i spit it
b-tch on my phone cuz i f-cking made a song
and she f-cking for d fame
she like to play mind games
so she can make that claim i was hers
before d name

hook [trinidad kong]
yea b-tch
yea b-tch
i can slip it in
all yo friends a booty call at 6am
yea b-tch
yea b-tch
come to my ends
if i ever caught feelings it was all pretend

verse 2 [yung wiz]
aye aye issa bootycall
aye aye issa bootycall
aye aye issa bootycall
aye aye issa bootycall
aye aye issa bootycall
aye aye issa bootycall
aye aye issa bootycall
aye aye issa bootycall

f-ck that lil b-tch
i take her to the mall yeah
i take her to the mall yeah
she high off adderall yeah
f-ck that lil b-tch
i take her to the mall yeah
i take her to the mall yeah
she high off adderall yeah

pop a pillie lose some brain cells in before
my d-ck gon make her p-ssy swell
second song we doing well

peanut b-tter on my bread
acid f-cking with my head
in that rover legs gon spread
yeah your girl she give me head

aye aye issa bootycall
aye aye issa bootycall
aye aye issa bootycall
aye aye issa bootycall

imma sip on that lean like its coffee
i don’t want a bentley i just want a rari
fetti on fetti
man i feel like playboi carti
yung wiz a saint
imma bless u and ur shawty
main b-tch on facetime
side b-tch waiting in the lobby
she wanna cuff me but i ain’t with that
i’m not sorry

aye aye issa bootycall
aye aye issa bootycall



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