Bhad Bhabie - Ms. Whitman (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Bhad Bhabie - Ms. Whitman (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
Go, go, go, go
Head so good, she a honor roll
You thought I wasn't gonna come back
for more you dumb, dirty bitch?
I done did the impossible
She ride the dick like a carnival
Why this bitch obsessed with
me? I just don't understand
You sucked the dick straight out my ass,
who got the upper hand? (Haha)
I see why you ain't got no friends,
you're Miss I'll-Fuck-
Your-Man (Fuck your man)
Your stepmom burnt out, why she took
her sister's second-hand? (Wow)
I know your route, you're
reaching out, you need my
name for clout (Clout)
That stanky pussy got you
kicked out the Kardashian
house (Ahahaha, stanky)
You hit my DM like, "No more diss songs,
" you tappin' out (Tappin' out)
I go rehab with this flow, bitch,
I'm blackin' out (Blackin' out)
No, you not a model, give that flow right
back to Latto (Back to Latto)
You ugly with no makeup, for some beats,
you fuck on Jacob (Dirty whore)
How many times I got to tell
these hoes I been that bitch?
(Been that bitch)
My money long, shit on the floor,
look like I print it, uh
Seven foreign cars, live on the
Hills, my shit ain't rented
Keep my baby daddy name out
yo' fuckin' mouth 'fore
I Will Smith it (Bitch)
This ho belong all in the
zoo, see, I don't understand
(I don't understand)
She fucked on Tyga and killin' babies,
I seen the sonogram (I seen it)
Flex like me, wanna be just like me
But I got plaques, on plaques, on
plaques like Soulja Boy teeth
Dye your hair like me,
weird bitch, not me
They fucked you back to back
to back, that could never
be me (Never be me)
Ain't speakin' facts, she
make me laugh, I call her
Marlon Wayans (Hahaha)
Them NFL boys ran a train on you,
now you on the team (Damn)
How this bitch got a thousand bodies,
ain't old enough to drink?
Jackboy fucked that pussy out in Florida,
you fuck on anything (Jackboy)
I know about you
Just with little fame, it's easy
to get that whore up out
you (That whore about you)
Almost overdosed on a vape, nobody
ain't call about you
I played a role to be your friend to
beat the smoke out you (Dumb bitch)
Damn, Alabama, you a tramp, Alabama
Wave this Drac' out the window,
God's plan, Alabama
Simon says stomp your feet,
move your hands, Alabama
Bhabie says I'm up the street,
like here I am, Alabama
You really dumb enough to
think I'll tell you anything,
you dumb, dirty ho
I wouldn't tell you what
color socks I got on
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