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C'mere
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Hip-Hop/Rap
C'mere was released on November 14, 2025 by thekidbbs as a part of the album I.B.U
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AlbumI.B.U
Release DateNovember 14, 2025
Labelthekidbbs
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM74

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
thekidbbs
thekidbbs
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandon Barry Simmons
Brandon Barry Simmons
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
thekidbbs
thekidbbs
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Twin we got them fours tucked right here
You know, bet' come here
Tell a bad ho, c'mere
Tell a bad ho, c'mere
When them bags go, I'm there
We smoke that pack in the air
Them **** lacking over there
You can't come back over here
Car do two hundred, look at the dash, speeding there
In the demon, she got a fatty, how her ass squeeze in there?
I don't like when she grab me, but I'm grabbing her hair
I got bad bitches in the crib, got bad bitches everywhere
It ain't nothing to me, I'm mr. pop tags everywhere
I like hundreds, fifties, so I drop these bags anywhere
No caller I.d, she calling to make me mad, just right there
Yeah, you owe me, you better bring that cash, just right here
Woah
I got the option to do whatever I want, you know I got free will
I'm the type of **** to stack up the racks, **** like I'm Meek Mill
I can't argue with your ex ****, he can't even pay his heat bill
Outside with the steel in the summertime, but I keep the heat still
Twin we got them fours tucked right here
You know, bet' come here
Tell a bad ho, c'mere
Tell a bad ho, c'mere
When them bags go, I'm there
We smoke that pack in the air
Them **** lacking over there
You can't come back over here
Car do two hundred, look at the dash, speeding there
In the demon, she got a fatty, how her ass squeeze in there?
I don't like when she grab me, but I'm grabbing her hair
I got bad bitches in the crib, got bad bitches everywhere, yeah, go
My wrist so smoked out, I swear my wrist a stoner
Every-time she come, my bitch hold me, she a goner
I swear that my lungs got hella marijuana
Way she throw a fit, type of shit that make me wanna
Go down, okay
We used to live in a row house
Now our crib got four lounges
All of these bitches, I'm fuckin, I'm fuckin, I'm fuckin, I'm fuckin
I'm taking down
Lil boof pack, this real loud
**** wanna get the sound
Twin we got them fours tucked right here
You know, bet' come here
Tell a bad ho, c'mere
Tell a bad ho, c'mere
When them bags go, I'm there
We smoke that pack in the air
Them **** lacking over there
You can't come back over here
Car do two hundred, look at the dash, speeding there
In the demon, she got a fatty, how her ass squeeze in there?
I don't like when she grab me, but I'm grabbing her hair
I got bad bitches in the crib, got bad bitches everywhere
I got bad bitches everywhere, I'm way too pimped out
I got hoes I can not let slide, cause they can't know my house
I did stuff in the past, that I can't even talk about
I had fucked that ho once, then I had to walk her out
One-four-0, the speed when I drive
He better watch his hoe, when she outside
I made her touch her toes, she don't gotta ride
But I sent her that uber home, when you know it's time
Written by: Brandon Barry Simmons
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