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yung b – zombie lyrics

(chorus)
drivin’ down the freeway with my b+tch right next to me (zoom)
told her to be f+r but to be real she’s a freak, (freak)

(verse 1)
now i got diamonds on my neck (my neck)
i got your b+tch out front, then why the h+ll she throw it back? (wow)
a b+tch just gave me cake but to be honest that’s a snack (snack)
i never lack
i got twelve shooters with the floodlights on the straps
i keep my neck real wet, i keep my sh+t real flooded
i told my b+tch to “pump it up” just like i am joe budden
my diamonds green, but i keep your b+tch real blue
she like how i smеll, yeah she like it jimmy choo
shе bad but she big head like she betty boop
i gotta keep my b+tch right on a leash like scooby+doo, (ruff, ruff)
and i got b+tches in the back
i got b+tches in the front
i got b+tches to my side
i got b+tches when i want, (want)

(chorus)
drivin’ down the freeway with my b+tch right next to me (zoom)
told her to be f+r but to be real she’s a freak, (freak)

(verse 2)
my name right in your mouth, i spin like a tycoon
i had my d+ck right down your b+tch’s throat like she eat food (uh)
i wake up right up in the morning to your b+tch’s nudes
31 foreign b+tches in my house like scoop
i gotta clean my diamonds everyday your b+tch is on me
tired ‘lil shawty, red eyes like a zombie
stacking all my money like i’m doing origami
take that b+tch right the ocean, now that b+tch a blondie
why the f+ck do b+tches always do the f+cking most?
i f+ck her once, i leave her once, and i leave her on ghost
i told that b+tch i love her but she don’t know that’s a hoax
she saying that she’s leaving, i got more money in my coat
got blue racks, red solo cup, who i’m ‘gon vote?
i’m right up in a yard and i tell her i’m on “go”
i blew a bag on a weird b+tch, yeah i’m ‘gon cope
(chorus)
drivin’ down the freeway with my b+tch right next to me (zoom)
told her to be f+r but to be real she’s a freak, (freak)

- yung b lyrics

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