"Bbyreaper" lyrics

Hm, hm, yeah
Bitch, bitch, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh

I been feat'in
I'm killin these hoes yuh
Gloss bag hips yeah I'm killin these hoes yuh
Bad bad whip bitch I'm killin these hoes yuh
Glock for a clip fuck it killin these hoes yuh
I been feat'in
I'm killin these hoes yuh
Gloss bag hips bitch I'm killin these hoes yuh
Bad bad whip bitch I'm killin these hoes yuh
Glock for a clip fuck it killin these hoes yuh

Bbyreaper put that dick a lil bit deeper
Play my album in the spot
I had her cummin' on the speakers
She shakin like a tweaker
Exorcice her like a demon
Evil spirit I could never fear it
I know what she like
I pull up I get inside
I lick her lips I taste her pride
Extra juicy extra thighs
Extra pussy side of rice
She know I ain't nothing nice
I go scary with the spice
A canary with the ice
And I go very with the lights and if you add an extra brick
I stretch your ish but hold the lies
Why compete when I'm the prize
I thought you bitches was wise
Ain't no way you lookin' down on me
I be too fuckin' high
Ain't no way your bitch won't leave with me
There's money on my mind yuh

I been feat'in
I'm killin these hoes yuh
Gloss bag hips yeah I'm killin these hoes yuh
Bad bad whip bitch I'm killin these hoes yuh
Glock for a clip fuck it killin these hoes yuh
I been feat'in
I'm killin these hoes yuh
Gloss bag hips bitch I'm killin these hoes yuh
Bad bad whip bitch I'm killin these hoes yuh
Glock for a clip fuck it killin these hoes yuh

Bbymutha is that bitch
Ain't nobody doing it like her
Transcendent, amazing, groundbreaking, lyrical
Bow down