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BbyMutha - BBC текст песни

Исполнитель: BbyMutha

альбом: BbyShoe


Yeah
(Mommy, you're so cute)
Say it one more time (yeah)
I'm a bad bitch, nigga, you can't kill me
No, you can't smoke me out, just a 100 dollar bill me
These niggas kill me, actin' like I owe 'em somethin' (what?)
A grown woman, I won't sacrifice myself for nothin'
I'm going places, making plays, I got a bigger vision
I'm tired of 20 dollar booty calls and supervision
You was a star until you went and tried to play the moon (play)
You broke my heart and then I turned into a fucking goon
Yeah, I'm a bad bitch, nigga, you can't kill me (kill me)
No, you can't take me out I can't show you the real me
Smoking Colorado dope, keep ya mid-grade dick
Burning money all week on my hot girl shit
I'm a bad bitch, nigga, you can't kill me (you can't kill me)
I've been my own fucking shooter for a while, bitches funny style (okay)
Actin' like a child, I got four of those (yea-yea)
I'm not tryna keep up competition with you silly hoes
Beefin' over clothes, hatin' from outside the club
'Cause they nigga show me, love as if he could ever handle me
I can take your nigga, but that shit don't take away from you
These niggas never 'bout it, better love on you mo' betta, boo (okay, okay)
Tell 'em I'm a bad bitch, nigga, you can't kill me (you can't kill me)
Yeah, you can take me out the hood but bitch I'm still me (uh-huh)
I'm not gon' switch up my persona for no white folks (nope)
I'm not gon' bite or swallow tongues 'cause bitch I might choke
I need a whip that's clean enough to check my makeup in (okay)
'Cause you know mirrors treat you better than a fucking friend
They blendin' in so they be aggy when you standing out (hatin' ass hoe)
Was supposed to shine together, now you acting cubic, I'm a diamond
I'm a bad bitch, nigga, you can't kill me (you can't kill me)
I put it on him when I wanna and he pay me
He-he don't like my pockets empty, he don't play me (don't play)
But he won't keep me 'cause I can't give him a baby (baby)
Fuck it, I'm a bad bitch, nigga, you can't kill me
I used to dream about the day that you would kill me (yeah)
Was tryna feel you but you wasn't the real you
You gotta FaceTime your kids and I know that ain't cool
Keep niggas out from 'round my kids because they never stay
It ain't no uncle Mike, no momma's friend, no uncle Ray
I gotta look out for my lil' one's, that's fucking gang
I put a hole in you for one of them, it ain't a thing
Keep niggas out from 'round my kids because they never stay
It ain't no uncle Mike, no momma's friend, no uncle Ray
I gotta look out for my lil' one's, that's fucking gang
I put a hole in you for one of them, it ain't a thing, bitch

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