Lyrics

A lot of you bitches be worried 'bout the wrong shit Worried bout what he say, she say Bitch I don't be worried bout shit but my motherfucking self I really ain't into all that misplaced energy type shit I done did that shit before, it ain't got me nowhere No type of outcome that benefitted me at all Big shit, big rims, big mouth, big bars, big clit Big dreams, big moves, big bands, I'm with all that big shit Hoes wanna be close to me, cause I'm that bitch that been with That type of energy, that these bitches been couldn't get Tap in, tap out, back in, the whip in, my ass out Fresh set, gold neck-a-lace, toes did, the niggas out Self aware, cut the hair, and you know I got them titties out Bitch a nigga can't tell me nothing, the fuck I be decked in Black shades, black fade, black shine, black fit Black kicks, black chick, black whip, black shit Fuck that, run that, spun that, flip shit You can't do nothing with me bitch So fine, broke spine, nigga break his neck Sublime, fucking dime, nigga cut a check Ya'll niggas wild I be flexing on birds, I be flexing with words You be flexing with nerds, while I be flexing my curves Bitch this shit be too easy, I call 'em back when he need me I slip and slide like I'm greasy and dip back out with my breezy Big shit, big rims, big mouth, big bars, big clit Big dreams, big moves, big bands, I'm with all that big shit Hoes wanna be close to me, cause I'm that bitch that been with That type of energy, that these bitches been couldn't get Bitch don't play with me hoe, I'm building reputation But my name seem to stay amongst the congregation Bitch niggas conversating, about me But wouldn't be no conversation bitch without me Big shit, big rims, big mouth, big bars, big clit Big dreams, big moves, big bands, I'm with all that big shit Hoes wanna be close to me, cause I'm that bitch that been with That type of energy, that these bitches been couldn't get
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