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It wasn't me (If it was, it was) |
She'll still love me, cause love is love |
He said he love my body |
He don't love me, he love my punanny |
I'm in love with the things that he buy me |
Caught me with the next nigga in the lobby |
It wasn't me, (If it was, it was) |
He'll still love me, cause love is love |
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I’m Around Intro[Intro:] |
I’m around, I’m around [x4] |
[Verse 1:] |
I’m the queen I got a crown hoe |
I wet bitches I try to drown hoes |
This is punisher , I ground hoes |
I don’t play that , Homey the clown hoes |
She a deuce ,She got chopped up |
These pussies loose , She got fucked up |
You act bougie You get stuck up |
I’m about a dolla , You get bucked up |
[Chorus:] |
It’s going down, I’m around |
Just touch the sound, I’m around |
Where my crown, I’m around |
I’m around motherfucker, I’m around |
Money I’m around |
Guns I’m around |
Cars I’m around |
Drugs I’m around |
I’m around |
Tell them niggas I’m around |
I’m around |
Tell them bitches I’m around |
[Verse 2:] |
You a bug ,I’m so flee |
I give you some, I’m so me |
That went over your head , I OD |
I’m Bobby Johnson , I’m a OG |
I hit my 40 ounce , It’s OE |
I got thick hair , A whole heap |
Whole scared , Y’all got cold feet |
Your run is over ,You a slow leak |
[Chorus] |
[Verse 3:] |
I’m a felon , My gun goes off |
I burn bitches , I’m a blowtorch |
I cancel bitches , I’m a showoff |
I’m too hard ,I got blue balls |
I told greasy, My mouth too slick |
I’m on fire , The girl fuse lit |
, I’m a bitch I’m a blue pick |
I throw it up ,Bitches you sick |
[Chorus] |
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Throw Some D’s (Remix)Remy Ma spitting that |
Niggas wanna get in that |
Wanna know who hittin that |
And I ain't really feeling that |
Throw Some Ds on that |
I gets low with my fitted cap |
(Throw Some D's on it) |
Lets go little kitty kat |
Lips glossed, hair wrapped half blonde half black |
Pretty Remy, ass fat |
Tell me where the cash at ? |
I be eating caviar you be eating snack wraps |
I got all the hot songs you be having wack raps |
That's ya man? I'm a Mac |
When I'm done you'll get him back |
Not right now tho he just bought my Cadillac |
I ain't talking Mickey D's |
But I got a Big Mac and I'm doing drive thrus just got a Cadillac |
What you think of that |
Every inmate prolly got a pic of Rem on they wall |
Tell your chick to stop answering the phone when I call |
This for my gangstas, hustlers, wankstas, bustas |
Wait a minute mf... |
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Bodak felon[Intro] |
No! Fuck you, free Cardi! |
Period, purrd |
[Verse 1] |
Said lil -, you can't shoot with us, if you wanted to |
These expensive, these is red bullets, these is 22's |
Hit the gun range, i can shoot 'em both, I don't wanna choose |
And I'm quick, cut Onika off, so don't get comfortable (look) |
I don't write my raps, that's what Cardi do (Cardi!) |
Said i don't write my raps, that's what Bardi do |
If I see you and throw a shot, that means i don't fuck with you |
Two number 1's in in three months, yeah that's what payola do |
[Verse 2] |
Are you dumb bitch? 'Cause I'm not |