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HARGO Production Broke boys always chasing me Homeless-looking niggas say they wan' change for me Church boys say they pray for me Wasting your time if you think that you're saving me 'Cause I want a nigga that's gang I want a nigga with tats and bands in his hands I want a nigga with ice I want a nigga who rude, but he talk to me nice I want a nigga that's bad How much cases you had? Tell me what jail you been? 'Cause all of them talk like they tough 'Til I play with them rough, they be crying on a baby ting Darling, I'm hard to impress Shit, the ice on my neck, I don't wanna go Bagel King I can't take disrespect I'm sick in my head, so stay away from me Be careful, girl, you don't know me well I'm crazy as hell, don't play with me He treat me well, I'm his baby girl I don't kiss and tell, so he rating me Like look at my swag, look at my drip Look at my ice, look at my wrist Look at my ass, look at my tits I told you before I ain't a basic bitch Broke boys always chasing me Homeless-looking niggas say they wan' change for me Church boys say they pray for me Wasting your time if you think that you're saving me 'Cause I want a nigga that's gang I want a nigga with tats and bands in his hands I want a nigga with ice I want a nigga who rude, but he talk to me nice (dream) I want a nigga with guap Nigga that give me the top and don't fuck with the opps Lick it and get every drop My panties polka dot, take 'em off, get to the spot Juicy, my shit need a mop Titties look right in the crop My bezel is bigger than Ben in the clock Don't talk about pounding this pussy If you ain't got pounds when I shop None of this shit is a joke Niggas was sleeping on Dream, but you better stay woke I'm on the block with the blokes I make a million while I'm chillin', so we never broke Broke boys always chasing me Homeless-looking niggas say they wan' change for me Church boys say they pray for me Wasting your time if you think that you're saving me 'Cause I want a nigga that's gang I want a nigga with tats and bands in his hands I want a nigga with ice I want a nigga who rude, but he talk to me nice Broke boys always chasing me Homeless-looking niggas say they wan' change for me Church boys say they pray for me Wasting your time if you think that you're saving me 'Cause I want a nigga that's gang I want a nigga with tats and bands in his hands I want a nigga with ice I want a nigga who rude, but he talk to me nice
Writer(s): Tabatha Robinson, Laura Adegbite, Harry Charles Gough Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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