BeBe 3

Lyrics
[Intro] (Damn, Machu, why'd you have to do 'em like that?) Thank you so much Ayy [Verse 1] These niggas know who really the G.O.A.T. I don't need credit, just happy I'm givin' 'em hope Niggas cap so much, they need to pick out they fro I'm Edward Scissorhands, pointers on my wrist with your ho I'm in a rental van slidin' with a stick in my coat Big fins everywhere like it's fish on the boat Your bitch look even better with my dick in her throat I be pullin' up fly like my zipper done broke Yeah, Christian Louboutin, but my jacket Dior I keep havin' nightmares of the feds at the door You my dog, then I shouldn't have to ask for support If it was love how you say, it shouldn't have to be forced Boy, you ain't gon' never get rich, you too scary Man, these niggas pillow talk more than the tooth fairy All your favorite rappers stealin' bars, how can you compare me? Tryna act like y'all don't know who lines it is, Drew Carey [Chorus] Ain't nobody believe, let's just keep it real I was tellin' them my dreams, they said, "Be for real" Ridin' down M block still give me the chills Sacrificed it all for us, they ain't see the tears Shot your bitch club up, then made her eat a pill Then I did that shit again, oops, Britney Spears Old opps still mad, it's been many years Fifty on me, that's of course light like a can of beer [Verse 2] Bitch, you know that pussy mine, ho, give it here Drippin' sauce, say she love how I be switchin' gear Yeah, in the loft blowin' big 'Woods with litty mirror Feel like Santa Claus, high as hell ridin' with your dear Could've swore my dick was in her hands, how did it disappear? Dropped her off, I got bored quick like I went through CLEAR That boy fucked up all his cheese, he need to get veneers Mansion fully covered like I'm tryna get a beard All cash at the dealership, no joke Pull up engine singin', but the whip got no notes Sent that nigga to the doc' for tryna showboat I been like this all my life, ain't lovin' no ho I admit it, I'm sorry, did you so wrong Was either me or you, you know who I chose When I tell her come through, she know what I'm on My life is nothin' but a dream like row, row your boat [Chorus] Ain't nobody believe, let's just keep it real I was tellin' them my dreams, they said, "Be for real" Ridin' down M block still give me the chills Sacrificed it all for us, they ain't see the tears Shot your bitch club up, then made her eat a pill Then I did that shit again, oops, Britney Spears Old opps still mad, it's been many years Fifty on me, that's of course light like a can of beer [Outro] (Damn, Machu, why'd you have to do 'em like that?)
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Credits
- Writers
- Cash Kidd