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B.B. Simons
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Трек «B.B. Simons» вышел в 5 июля 2024 г. г. на альбоме «{albumName}» (лейбл «MoMoney»)Call My Bluff
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АльбомCall My Bluff
Дата релиза5 июля 2024 г.
ЛейблMoMoney
LanguageEnglish
Мелодичность
Акустичность
Валанс
Танцевальность
Энергия
BPM151

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Mo Uso
Mo Uso
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Keandre Hamilton
Keandre Hamilton
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Слова

Alexander with B.B. Simons
I went out with a sneaky ass bitch
FaceTime, but she declined it
My new bitch got a VVS cuban necklace, yeah, she be shining
I don't care bout no Cartier glasses, **** ain't gon' see me signing
**** ain't gon' see me liking pictures
**** ain't gon' see me comment
**** ain't too good at making music, **** ain't got shit in common
I'm on top of the mountain making money
**** broke, but they still be climbing
What's the reason I never trust a ****?
Never trust they still be grimy
For the record, they still be slimy
I want nobody sittin' behind me
Yeah, I'm still on goddamn timing So I dare me a **** to try me
Pull out the car, I was swervin' the city Atlanta with a girl name Treasure
I feel like I should've been rich off of making this music, but it ain't no pressure
Trying to get rich, making millions forever
Feel like a game, tryna change the level
I'm with a big booty bitch
She gon' cheat on her ****
She heard that I slang it better
Shawty, she ain't never slept with a **** who tall as a fuck
Made her change her preference
Sleep with a ****, can't stay 'til the morning
I'll buy you a Uber, you ain't staying for breakfast
Hoe tried to delete, but I saved the message
I got a couple of women from Atlanta, Georgia
But why they be sending me Texas?
Dirty ah bitches, ain't fucking these hoes
It was way back in school when they last got tested
I got a few hundred dollars, my pockets obese
But I heard yours anorexic
If they made a law that not havin' no money's a crime
Then you **** all be arrested
**** remind me of Draymond off of the Warriors
Why? Cause you **** is green
I got a feeling that these **** off in the head
They gotta be off of the beans
Hold up, hold up, not gon' lie
I got a couple partners really done popped them beans
They really be spazzing out
Pull up, treat him, we the one who be causing the scenes
Just left the ATM, that's too much money
Ain't no way it's gon' fit in my jeans
Shawty be drinkin' that Red Bull as a chaser
Let's see if it really done gave her wings
Shawty that pussy pink just like them bills
My right pocket's full of them fifties
Not no Simmons, but I love them bands
And my main hoe say she from Philly
I really be fuckin' these hoes and leaving them
Bitch, I'm sorry, I got a vibes like Jimmy
I swear my main hoe, she a dime
The rose and your main hoes admit it
Just give me a beat and I'ma slide just like the kid who play at the park
Missionary, we locking eyes
So I ain't gon' never fuck her in the dark
Uh uh uh uh
Written by: Keandre Hamilton, Mo Uso
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