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Artiste : bbno$
Titre : roo doo
She gotta fitness, fat ass, tryna do some business
Let me whip it, arm big, damn I eat my spinach
Drop a hitta, breaking, records like I´m Guinness
Like ´em basic, sevens, so I´m really ´bout my litness, aye!

And I´m hot for quiche, so I´m after money
Bringing out the leash, and it was your mommy´s
And she want the ´D´, but it wasn´t sunny
(ayy, what? sorry but umm)

Getting all this money
So I might just change name to something punny
Probably baby with the money, put it on my name
Like why you tryna ball with me, I created this game
I´m sinkin´ three´s from half court
While I´m wearing a 40 pound chain
Out in china, getting couple bags
I feel like Santa, lemme check the tag
And thotties on my mind, I´m at the stake
Blame it on the lag, I see you´re dying from the vape
You call me goat for your escape

I´m dripping so much, made a lake
Betty Crocker how I whip my wrist, I made a cake
How I wish I really had my fits, a Bathing Ape
Baby flowing crazy like linguist, Bolognese
Pull up on, I´ll pop you like a zit, Johnny Cage
Blood clot, big thot, I ain´t fazed, yea
Two wrists, big nerf, do not play, yea
Don´t trip, New Balance, purple with the Suede, yuh
Yo baby like what you even sayin´?

She gotta fitness, fat ass, tryna do some business
Let me whip it, arm big, damn I eat my spinach
Drop a hitta, breaking, records like I´m Guinness
Like ´em basic, sevens, so I´m really ´bout my litness, aye!
And I´m hot for quiche, so I´m after money

Bringing out the leash, and it was your mommy´s
And she want the ´D´, but it wasn´t sunny
(ayy, what? sorry but umm)

Big bag, hit a nice store, fuck a price tag
Tick tock, check my wrist walk, check the ice age
Duck cops, scope a 12 Gauge, that´s a head shot
Jump pad, now I´m on top, do you aim bot?
Where we gonna drop? (drop)
Tilted got me locked (locked)
I´m flaming all these scrubby players on my desktop (yeah)
I´m sick and tired of thots, they don´t know when to stop
Won´t she ever stop? (pew, pew, pew, pew)
Couple haters calling, and I do not wanna talk
She tryna pipe it up on me, but you know I gotta walk

Enamel on my teeth and yeah of course I brush my teeth
And then I heard you want some beef
So I´mma chomp you up like meat
And I know I got the key because your girlies on her knee
She be like praying up to me askin´ me how´d I make it G
Sip a little tea, I´d rather work it with some speed
My money growin´ on a tree, this baby don´t do it for free

She gotta fitness, fat ass, tryna do some business
Let me whip it, arm big, damn I eat my spinach
Drop a hitta, breaking, records like I´m Guinness
Like ´em basic, sevens, so I´m really ´bout my litness, aye!

And I´m hot for quiche, so I´m after money
Bringing out the leash, and it was your mommy´s
And she want the ´D´, but it wasn´t sunny
(ayy, what? sorry but umm)