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wonder (rapper) – like sum fendi + lyrics

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[intro]

ha, uh all you b#tches smell like sh#t
aye, yuh, uh

top ten made it

i been hoppin’ outta whips, i been hoppin’ outta bentleys
i been collecting them chips, i’ve been feening for some benjis
i just keep on making hits, b#tches want me like sum fendi
i just keep on talking sh#t, p#ssy speak to me directly

uh, aye, yuh

oh my god, don’t make yourself sound like a dip#sh#t
forty whole bands up in my pocket, that sh#t brushing my d#ck
that b#tch gon’ hop up out the foreign then she hop right on this
okay that b#tch ain’t nothing special she don’t pique my interest

okay, like sh#t, b#tch i don’t f#ck with no cop
yea i just d#d#dropped
b#tch i’m not ruby i’m not on your block
you need to learn when the f#ck to just stop

okay, like i just want the cash motherf#cker i’m bout it
throwing money at me like a motherf#cking fountain
holy sh#t, all this f#cking water b#tch
lately i’ve been feeling like i’m motherf#cking drowning

like all on my all on my all on my wrist
these b#tches be hoppin’ like all up on my d#ck
you must be stupid i ain’t falling for this
i don’t make no beats but i’m choppin’ the mix

i pull up with plenty, i take her to denny’s
act like i got b#tches but i don’t got many
she just want some henny
i beat it like kenny
like sh#t b#tch i’ve been f#cking ballin like

i’ve been, i’ve been hoppin’ outta whips, i been hoppin’ outta bentleys
i been collecting them chips, i’ve been feening for some benjis
i just keep on making hits, b#tches want me like sum fendi
i just keep on talking sh#t, p#ssy speak to me directly

uh, aye, yuh

you b#tches don’t know when to just shut the f#ck up
i don’t got no feelings for no one, i don’t give a f#ck
and i’m just tryna get me a net
i’m feeling like [?], squad b#tch the way i be all the way up
i’m on my own business, why you p#ssies always just tryna get all up into my own stuff

uh, aye, you think that you ain’t way too much to manage
first things first lil’ b#tch i got some higher standards
my homies talking to you just like they my f#cking bandits
and ya’ll be faking sh#t while i am mother f#cking candid

your girl suck on my d#ck#tip
i never miss, um b#tch i’m tryna dip
cause her room is messy as sh#t, we ain’t gonna mix

uh bro i don’t like you dude, you is artificial, i’m not tryna be rude
talk to your b#tch and i made her my boo
and i drip anywhere b#tch i can never lose

i’ve been hoppin’ outta whips, i been hoppin’ outta bentleys
i been collecting them chips, i’ve been feening for some benjis
i just keep on making hits, b#tches want me like sum fendi
i just keep on talking sh#t, p#ssy speak to me directly

[outro]
uh, yuh, aye, yuh

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