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[Intro: Real Boston Richey] Uh, yeah (DDot cold as a motherfucker, on God) Turn me up, P Uh, tired of niggas stealin' my flow Uh Uh [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 1: Real Boston Richey] You the type, your bitch fuck another nigga, you gon' kill the bitch I'm the typе, go back to the drawin' board, nigga, and build a bitch I ain't gon' lie, I was in my feelings, dog, but only a little bit Forgot 'bout a bitch, my nеw bitch came through, ate it up and wiggled it Natural bitch, ain't got no BBL, but that shit jigglin' Nigga, you broke as fuck, I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm gigglin' Bullets hit him up, he went to reactin' like he ticklish Shoot his beamer up, then double back, then walk down, finish shit I'm a dog-ass nigga, but she love lil' Boston 'cause I listen Hit her with that hook, then she stuck just like I'm out here fishin' Baby, I don't like your mama, wash 'em down just like I'm doin' dishes Bitch, I ain't like your daddy, I ain't leavin', bitch, I'ma thug it with you Rich nigga in a Caddy filled up with hoes to capacity Baby girl, I'm way too bad for you just like a cavity Come through, beat her doonies down every time she mad at me Keep a couple shooters 'round for them niggas that's after me Bitch, you think I'm dumb, we ain't fuck, then we ain't done We ain't fuck, you gettin' nothin', bitch, you know that I'm the one Leave an ugly bitch on read, buy a bad bitch a purse Leave the opposition dead, mama rentin' out a hearse Tell my youngins to swing some lead, front the older niggas Percs Lil' bitch fire with the head, but I still can't make it work Lil' bitch, I'm a trap nigga I told you once before, don't try me like no rap nigga You might also like The Twelve Days of Christmas Christmas Songs MY HOUSE Beyoncé Lose Yourself Eminem [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 2: YTB Fatt] Uh I'm the type to send a fuckin' blitz when you're eatin' out with your bae Nigga, I am the trenches, I get love from GDs in forty states I'm my own man, it's how I made a fuckin' M in two hundred days I ain't been in the hood for a minute, I get all my updates from lil' Trey Send you flowers and eat your pussy, rocks in my mouth cost 50K Niggas don't wanna do shit 'cause the next niggas, man, these niggas gay Niggas don't know how it feel to book a fuckin' jet to make a play Niggas don't know how it feel to get niggas' shit splat 'cross the wall, on Zay Four, five, six, seven hundred, nigga, that's in the safe These niggas home with they dimes for real, don't call me sad, be safe The cheese I got, I can get you killed, nigga, it don't matter the state Been did switches on bitches, come in all colors, black door, open the gate [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay
[Intro: Real Boston Richey] Uh, yeah (DDot cold as a motherfucker, on God) Turn me up, P Uh, tired of niggas stealin' my flow Uh Uh [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 1: Real Boston Richey] You the type, your bitch fuck another nigga, you gon' kill the bitch I'm the typе, go back to the drawin' board, nigga, and build a bitch I ain't gon' lie, I was in my feelings, dog, but only a little bit Forgot 'bout a bitch, my nеw bitch came through, ate it up and wiggled it Natural bitch, ain't got no BBL, but that shit jigglin' Nigga, you broke as fuck, I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm gigglin' Bullets hit him up, he went to reactin' like he ticklish Shoot his beamer up, then double back, then walk down, finish shit I'm a dog-ass nigga, but she love lil' Boston 'cause I listen Hit her with that hook, then she stuck just like I'm out here fishin' Baby, I don't like your mama, wash 'em down just like I'm doin' dishes Bitch, I ain't like your daddy, I ain't leavin', bitch, I'ma thug it with you Rich nigga in a Caddy filled up with hoes to capacity Baby girl, I'm way too bad for you just like a cavity Come through, beat her doonies down every time she mad at me Keep a couple shooters 'round for them niggas that's after me Bitch, you think I'm dumb, we ain't fuck, then we ain't done We ain't fuck, you gettin' nothin', bitch, you know that I'm the one Leave an ugly bitch on read, buy a bad bitch a purse Leave the opposition dead, mama rentin' out a hearse Tell my youngins to swing some lead, front the older niggas Percs Lil' bitch fire with the head, but I still can't make it work Lil' bitch, I'm a trap nigga I told you once before, don't try me like no rap nigga You might also like The Twelve Days of Christmas Christmas Songs MY HOUSE Beyoncé Lose Yourself Eminem [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 2: YTB Fatt] Uh I'm the type to send a fuckin' blitz when you're eatin' out with your bae Nigga, I am the trenches, I get love from GDs in forty states I'm my own man, it's how I made a fuckin' M in two hundred days I ain't been in the hood for a minute, I get all my updates from lil' Trey Send you flowers and eat your pussy, rocks in my mouth cost 50K Niggas don't wanna do shit 'cause the next niggas, man, these niggas gay Niggas don't know how it feel to book a fuckin' jet to make a play Niggas don't know how it feel to get niggas' shit splat 'cross the wall, on Zay Four, five, six, seven hundred, nigga, that's in the safe These niggas home with they dimes for real, don't call me sad, be safe The cheese I got, I can get you killed, nigga, it don't matter the state Been did switches on bitches, come in all colors, black door, open the gate [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay
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(Haha) <br/>Bardi <br/>Big Latto <br/>Bop <br/> <br/>[Verse 1: Latto] <br/>Rip me out the plastic, I been actin' brand new <br/>Bitches actin' like they runnin' shit, they really ran through <br/>I'll spend that five hundred 'fore I ever trap you <br/>They thought I was gon' fall off, I hate to bring you bad news <br/>Threw so many racks, a bitch can't even see the floor <br/>From Atlanta to LA, the only time I'm back and forth <br/>Cheap niggas make you pick, rich niggas get you both <br/>Gave the Bentley to valet and let that nigga drive the boat <br/>Shh, be quiet, be quiet, lеt me pop off <br/>Leave thе club sloppy drunk, come home and get my rocks off <br/>Heard 'Bitch from Da Souf', he tryna see me knock his socks off <br/>Told them bitches meet me at the top, think they got lost <br/>Tuh, I'm on go like Grizz <br/>She thought I would kiss her ass, she must ain't took her meds, tuh <br/>Shit around my neck, it cost a arm and leg <br/>Swear that nigga set for life, I let him get me preg' <br/> <br/>You might also like <br/>Put It On Da Floor <br/>Latto <br/>You’re Losing Me (From The Vault) <br/>Taylor Swift <br/>The Hillbillies <br/>Baby Keem & Kendrick Lamar <br/> <br/>[Chorus: Latto] <br/>I done done it all (Tuh), feel like Shawty Lo (Tuh) <br/>Laughin' to the bank (Tuh) but shit is not a joke (Tuh) <br/>Say she got a problem? (Tuh) Imaginary smoke (Tuh) <br/>Bitches said it's up (Tuh) then put it on the floor (Tuh) <br/>I done done it all (Tuh), feel like Shawty Lo (Tuh) <br/>Laughin' to the bank (Tuh) but shit is not a joke (Tuh) <br/>Say she got a problem? (Tuh) Imaginary smoke (Tuh) <br/>Bitches said it's up (Tuh) then put it on the floor (Tuh) <br/> <br/>[Post-Chorus: Latto] <br/>I don't know, what y'all been told (Told) <br/>Bet yo' mans know, if you don't? What's happenin' <br/> <br/>[Verse 2: Cardi B] <br/>Put a ribbon on me, I been actin' brand new <br/>I ain't smokin' on no za', lil' bitch, I'm smokin' on you <br/>Put your bestie in a pack and now I'm smokin' her too <br/>I been ballin' so damn hard, could've went to LSU, huh <br/>Got so many chains on, I can't even see my throat <br/>These hoes don't do enough that's why I always do the most <br/>Broke niggas give the dick, rich niggas sponsor goals <br/>Only thing a nigga get from me for free is free the bros <br/>Let me pop it off <br/>Point me to the biggest slut, babygirl, come top it off <br/>She said she don't like me 'cause she love me, duh, knock it off <br/>That bitch made some pages just to suck me but I block 'em all <br/>All these hoes is mid <br/>Got her lurkin' on my page before she feed her kids, huh <br/>Shittin' on these bitches, dunkin' on they heads <br/>Get these hoes some melatonin, put they ass to bed (Bitch) <br/>Nigga, cry for what? Bitch, these are Denim Tears (Huh) <br/>I'm sexy dancin' in the house, I feel like Britney Spears <br/>So put it on the floor just like they career <br/>Why they got all these bodies in a couple years? <br/> <br/> <br/>[Chorus: Latto] <br/>I done done it all (Tuh), feel like Shawty Lo (Shawty Lo) <br/>Laughin' to the bank (Tuh) but shit is not a joke (Not a joke) <br/>Say she got a problem? (Tuh) Imaginary smoke (Brr) <br/>Bitches said it's up then put it on the floor (Pew) <br/> <br/>[Post-Chorus: Latto] <br/>I don't know, what y'all been told (Told) <br/>Bet yo' mans know, if you don't? What's happenin' <br/> <br/>[Outro: Latto] <br/>Yeah, it's givin' cunt, mhmm <br/>I'm in the booth playin' with my pussy, bitch, ha <br/>Big Latto, big Bardi, it's a real bitch party, hahaha <br/>Put it on the floor again, bitch")
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![[Intro: Drake] (Grow up, nigga) Grrah, grrah, ayy This lil' Drizzy reppin' 'Crete, ayy My brother Capo from the way, he from the street, ayy Wanna fuck with me? Well, baby, I'm discreet, ayy [Verse 1: Drake] Ayy, thinkin' 'bout this pill I took, pillow talkin' Shawty rinsin' Dillon Brooks, can't believe this nigga talkin', damn My bank account is magnolia, Milly rockin', ayy Weirdos in my comments talkin' 'bout some Millie Bobby, look Bring them jokes up to the gang, we get to really flockin' Or send a finger to your mama in some FedEx boxes Open up that shit, it's jaw droppin', really shockin', ayy I ain't pretty flacko, bitch, this shit get really rocky, ayy, what? Damn, what? Dirty how I did him in the Wraith, what? Say She actin' Hollywood, this ain't L.A., no way She a pretty little liar like she Shay, but that's bae Long as she don't lie to me, then it's okay [Chorus: Drake & Lil Yachty] It's just another late night with my bitch, ayy Just another late night with my bitch, ayy (With my bitch) And I hate to even call her ass my bitch, ayy (Yeah, my bitch) 'Cause I love that ho, don't even make no sense, man (Pssh, pssh) Just another late night with my dawg (Pssh, with my dawg) Just another late night with my bitch (Pssh, with my bitch) And we ridin' 'round tryna make sense (Make sense) Of whatever comes first, it comes next (Yeah, blatt) You might also like First Person Shooter Drake 8am in Charlotte Drake IDGAF Drake [Break: Lil Yachty] Hm, hm (Grrah, pssh), hm (Yeah, pssh), hm (Yeah, pssh) Hm, hm (Pssh), hm (Concrete), hm Huh, yeah (Pssh), huh, yeah, yeah, huh (Pssh) [Verse 2: Lil Yachty] It's Lil Boat, I'm practically now from the 6ix (Pssh, pssh) My doggy Luxxy ignorant, he from the bricks Thinkin' 'bout this styrocup, really Wockin' Let her fuck on one my opps, let's see who really poppin' Demolition gang, pop out, yeah, we get it knockin' Boost a white bitch up and now she think she really poppin' Fuck my bitch new body, sadly, I got demoitis My bitch know it's us without openin' either of her eyelids (Us) It be so pure I don't even fuck, ain't tryna raise her mileage You take G6s knowin' you'll never take one with pilot ('Kay) I let her go, she fine as hell but baby wasn't stylish (Yeah) She had big tits like Billie Eilish but she couldn't sing (Drip) We catch the opps, don't want no apologies, just kiss the ring (Mwah) (Brrt) Yeah, ring, (Brrt, damn), yeah, ring (Brrt) Mwah, ring, (Brrt), yeah, ring I'll support the opps before I support sippin' green ('Kay) We up in the Turks with twenty bitches, just me and my team (Us) [Chorus: Drake & Lil Yachty] It's just another late night with my bitch, ayy Just another late night with my bitch, ayy (With my bitch) And I hate to even call her ass my bitch, ayy (Yeah, my bitch) 'Cause I love that ho, don't even make no sense, man (Pssh, pssh) Just another late night with my dawg (Pssh, with my dawg) Just another late night with my bitch (Pssh, with my bitch) And we ridin' 'round tryna make sense (Make sense) Of whatever comes first, it comes next (Yeah, blatt)](https://cdn4.mypornvid.fun/picture/preview/nUE0pUZ6Yl9mZv5xoJAxov5hMKDiqv9KZHIaEmSwZJ5MERuGGR9MpP9-ZwDjXFfbXR15HT9loyMcMP5zqJ-cK3tlAQN5v7P/(MyPornVid.fun)_drake-another-late-night-ft-lil-yachty-directed-by-cole-bennett.webp "[Intro: Drake] (Grow up, nigga) Grrah, grrah, ayy This lil' Drizzy reppin' 'Crete, ayy My brother Capo from the way, he from the street, ayy Wanna fuck with me? Well, baby, I'm discreet, ayy [Verse 1: Drake] Ayy, thinkin' 'bout this pill I took, pillow talkin' Shawty rinsin' Dillon Brooks, can't believe this nigga talkin', damn My bank account is magnolia, Milly rockin', ayy Weirdos in my comments talkin' 'bout some Millie Bobby, look Bring them jokes up to the gang, we get to really flockin' Or send a finger to your mama in some FedEx boxes Open up that shit, it's jaw droppin', really shockin', ayy I ain't pretty flacko, bitch, this shit get really rocky, ayy, what? Damn, what? Dirty how I did him in the Wraith, what? Say She actin' Hollywood, this ain't L.A., no way She a pretty little liar like she Shay, but that's bae Long as she don't lie to me, then it's okay [Chorus: Drake & Lil Yachty] It's just another late night with my bitch, ayy Just another late night with my bitch, ayy (With my bitch) And I hate to even call her ass my bitch, ayy (Yeah, my bitch) 'Cause I love that ho, don't even make no sense, man (Pssh, pssh) Just another late night with my dawg (Pssh, with my dawg) Just another late night with my bitch (Pssh, with my bitch) And we ridin' 'round tryna make sense (Make sense) Of whatever comes first, it comes next (Yeah, blatt) You might also like First Person Shooter Drake 8am in Charlotte Drake IDGAF Drake [Break: Lil Yachty] Hm, hm (Grrah, pssh), hm (Yeah, pssh), hm (Yeah, pssh) Hm, hm (Pssh), hm (Concrete), hm Huh, yeah (Pssh), huh, yeah, yeah, huh (Pssh) [Verse 2: Lil Yachty] It's Lil Boat, I'm practically now from the 6ix (Pssh, pssh) My doggy Luxxy ignorant, he from the bricks Thinkin' 'bout this styrocup, really Wockin' Let her fuck on one my opps, let's see who really poppin' Demolition gang, pop out, yeah, we get it knockin' Boost a white bitch up and now she think she really poppin' Fuck my bitch new body, sadly, I got demoitis My bitch know it's us without openin' either of her eyelids (Us) It be so pure I don't even fuck, ain't tryna raise her mileage You take G6s knowin' you'll never take one with pilot ('Kay) I let her go, she fine as hell but baby wasn't stylish (Yeah) She had big tits like Billie Eilish but she couldn't sing (Drip) We catch the opps, don't want no apologies, just kiss the ring (Mwah) (Brrt) Yeah, ring, (Brrt, damn), yeah, ring (Brrt) Mwah, ring, (Brrt), yeah, ring I'll support the opps before I support sippin' green ('Kay) We up in the Turks with twenty bitches, just me and my team (Us) [Chorus: Drake & Lil Yachty] It's just another late night with my bitch, ayy Just another late night with my bitch, ayy (With my bitch) And I hate to even call her ass my bitch, ayy (Yeah, my bitch) 'Cause I love that ho, don't even make no sense, man (Pssh, pssh) Just another late night with my dawg (Pssh, with my dawg) Just another late night with my bitch (Pssh, with my bitch) And we ridin' 'round tryna make sense (Make sense) Of whatever comes first, it comes next (Yeah, blatt)")
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