"B.B.B." lyrics
"B.B.B."
I, I
Hey, and the way she shake that ass, I'm about to spend it all
Every time I see that money call, I'm dipping off
MOB. "Money over bitches" that ain't never cease
As long as I got money, she won't never leave
Big pimping, still toting Glocks with a stick in it
They still got that Drake
That's for big business
Fuck with my innocence
It can get ignorant
So, if you start some shit, I'm gonna finish it
Come near your crib
It's a gang full of ministers
Tell your BM that we was just visiting, but I am no gangster
I am legitimate
I collect and invest, and I benefit
Then I speed off in that
One thing I will not give is a fuck
I got somebody BM inside of my unc
She be giving it out and then up when I beat it up, leave them stuck like a
Mannequin
Seen his bitch around me, he start panicking, trying to be humble, but that
Shit is vanishing
Gotta flex on these niggas and vanish em
I don't need a hook for this to go
Got me a little freak, I keep it on the low
And I don't want to check if I don't see the Os
Just know it's bang, bang, boogie when you see the bros
Just landed in Miami from Atlanta
But I'm from the towns
I don't speak country grammar
Hop right off the plane to the phantom destination, a vacation, bitches, all
In my cabana
Thick bitches, not one or 2 it's like 6 bitches
And they twerking stilettos with 6 inches
She got a man, but her man can't do shit with
Don't compare him to me
That's a big difference
Stick with it
I'm gonna pull up with your Unc
Still one thing I won't give is a fuck
I got somebody BM inside of my Unc
Fuck a girl, make the bitch fall in love and when I beat it up, leave her
Stuck like a mannequin
Seen his bitch around me, he start panicking, trying to be humble, but that
Shit is vanishing
Gotta flex on these niggas and banish them
I don't need a hook for this to go
Got me a little freak, but keep it on the low
And I don't want to check if I don't see the Os
Just know its bang, bang, boogie when you see the road
And I don't need a hook for this to go
Got me a little freak, we keep it on the low
And I don't want to check if I don't see Os
Just know it's bang bang boogie, when you see the bros
Hey, just know it's bang, bang, boogie, when you see the bros
Yeah Hey, just know it's bang, bang, boogie when you see them, bro
Writer(s): Katorah Marrero, Anthony Roberts
- AZLyrics
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- Young M.A Lyrics
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