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Dayveon Bowden
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Lyrics
Yeah man this bitch trippin bruh
Im talking bout another day with this shit man this shit driving me crazy
Bruh idk what the hell I gotta kick that bitch out she got to go im talking asap
Kick that bitch out had to kick that bitch out
This the type of shit that make you get yo friend fucked
This the type that make you pull up in that Benz truck
This the type of shit that make you run them bands up
Put that hoe out I had to put that hoe out
Goin out bad nigga no I can't go out
Yeah lights camera action we bout to show out
Goin dumb on that hoe man she aint nobody
Going dumb on that bitch like she aint nobody
Fucking on my partna bitch she act like I aint know bout it
AMG benz yea I had to cop the big body
And it park it self man that mutha fucka robotic
Two or three bitches every night we like to switch up
And im in her throat like some mutha fucking hiccups
Bitch keep calling my phone keep on begging me to pick up
Put that bitch on block and then start fucking on her sister
Yeah im fucking on that bitch and then you kissed her
You done fell in love with the hoe I probably missed her
You can take her on a trip I probably pimp her
Im cool with her momma and her lil sister
Kick that bitch out had to kick that bitch out
This the type of shit that make you get yo friend fucked
This the type that make you pull up in that Benz truck
This the type of shit that make you run them bands up
Put that hoe out I had to put that hoe out
Goin out bad nigga no I can't go out
Yeah lights camera action we bout to show out
Goin dumb on that hoe man she aint nobody
Christian Dior for a whore I did this shit before
I fucked that bitch on top of the cover still make her sleep on the floor
Got them racks inside my jeans I can't even fit no more
Tryna fuck you and yo friend the same time bitch im tryna keep score
In and out that pussy then I drop her off
Flying down 285 this bitvch keep tryna top me off
And I got these hating ass niggas tryna knock me off
She said im the only nigga she fucking tell her knock it off
Yeah im fucking on that bitch and then you kissed her
You done fell in love with the hoe I probably missed her
You can take her on a trip I probably pimp her
Im cool with her momma and her lil sister
Kick that bitch out had to kick that bitch out
This the type of shit that make you get yo friend fucked
This the type that make you pull up in that Benz truck
This the type of shit that make you run them bands up
Put that hoe out I had to put that hoe out
Goin out bad nigga no I can't go out
Yeah lights camera action we bout to show out
Goin dumb on that hoe man she aint nobody
Writer(s): Philip H. Garner, Datrion Sallee, Ydn, Blank Faze
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