"EVERYBODY" lyrics

"EVERYBODY"

I can tell she ready to skate, I can see it all over her face
Her ex-nigga ain't had what it take, I can't smoke no more Wedding Cake
Now I'm smokin' on Obama Runtz, I spent a bag on some exotic blunts
I pour some drank in an exotic pop, just put a switch on a brand-new Glock
Bae, I want you to hunt down my opps, I'ma choose you over all these hoes
Girl, you the one, and the whole world know, so solid, I can't see you fold
All designer all over my clothes got me fresher than everybody
Her pussy wetter than everybody's, she say I'm realer than everybody
I can tell she ready to skate, I can see it all over her face
Her ex-nigga ain't had what it take, I can't smoke no more Wedding Cake
Now I'm smokin' on Obama Runtz, I spent a bag on some exotic blunts
I pour some drank in an exotic pop, just put a switch on a brand-new Glock
Bae, I want you to hunt down my opps, I'ma choose you over all these hoes
Girl, you the one, and the whole world know, so solid, I can't see you fold
All designer all over my clothes got me fresher than everybody
Her pussy wetter than everybody's, she say I'm realer than everybody

Swear, these bitches for everybody, niggas be bool with anybody
My nigga'll pull up, kill anybody, baby know I'm not just anybody
I put fullys on all the choppers, aim them bitches at everybody
She got a face that's so exotic, and she got a body like Meg Thee Stallion
She can tell I'm ready to skate, give me your heart, I won't let it break
She can't hear no more Ella Mai, fuck up the makeup on her face
She think all these niggas wanna play, she hate fuckin' with everybody
She know I'm different from everybody, she know I don't kick it with everybody
Even with designer, I know my clothes still be fresher than everybody
I can't compare you to none of these hoes, you way better than everybody
Wish I could take you far, far away, get you away from everybody
Let's leave here and go somewhere private, I know somewhere and I know you'll like it
Ooh, ooh, ooh, I'ma choose you over all these hoes
Baby, you can trust me with your soul, nigga play with you, we gon' wipe his nose
Girl, this a me and you thing, that's for sure, don't be listenin' to everybody
I'm in this with you, not with everybody, fuck what everybody gotta say about it

I can tell she ready to skate, I can see it all over her face
Her ex-nigga ain't had what it take, I can't smoke no more Wedding Cake
Now I'm smokin' on Obama Runtz, I spent a bag on some exotic blunts
I pour some drank in an exotic pop, just put a switch on a brand-new Glock
Bae, I want you to hunt down my opps, I'ma choose you over all these hoes
Girl, you the one, and the whole world know, so solid, I can't see you fold
All designer all over my clothes got me fresher than everybody
Her pussy wetter than everybody's, she say I'm realer than everybody
I can tell she ready to skate, I can see it all over her face
Her ex-nigga ain't had what it take, I can't smoke no more Wedding Cake
Now I'm smokin' on Obama Runtz, I spent a bag on some exotic blunts
I pour some drank in an exotic pop, just put a switch on a brand-new Glock
Bae, I want you to hunt down my opps, I'ma choose you over all these hoes
Girl, you the one, and the whole world know, so solid, I can't see you fold
All designer all over my clothes got me fresher than everybody
Her pussy wetter than everybody's, she say I'm realer than everybody


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