[Intro]
BossUp, nigga
[Verse 1]
Who was your last boyfriend, bitch?
Sit down, bitch, let's make a plan
Text that nigga, get in his head
Tell that nigga that you miss him
Send that nigga pictures of your pussy
Bitch talkin’ 'bout how that nigga crazy
This lemon squeeze a wet-ass pussy
Baby girl said she don't like to strip, but she set niggas up
Gon’ head, bitch, set it up, line it up, I'ma take some
She like, "What you doin' when you hit it?"
Bitch, I ain't talkin' 'bout fuckin' you
She like, "I ain't talkin’ bout fuckin’"
She like, "Nigga, I'm talkin’ about a lick too"
That's my bitch, she just like me
She not gon' snitch, she gon' take a plea
My seat back, I let her drive
Baby shoot the Glock with one eye
Told lil’ mama fuck Bonnie and Clyde
Baby, me and you are sum' different
She like, "Ooh, daddy, you sexy"
Say she love it when I'm in the kitchen
Baby girl look through my phone, wanna kill me
Baby girl crazy, she got a Glock
I'm like, "Bitch, I ain't worried 'bout no thot"
She like cool, we gon' rob that bitch
My bitch told me to set a bitch up
I'm like, "Fuck it, I know a couple hoes"
My bitch ass fat, french tip toes
I love it when she stretch a bitch on the floor
BossUp, nigga
[Verse 1]
Who was your last boyfriend, bitch?
Sit down, bitch, let's make a plan
Text that nigga, get in his head
Tell that nigga that you miss him
Send that nigga pictures of your pussy
Bitch talkin’ 'bout how that nigga crazy
This lemon squeeze a wet-ass pussy
Baby girl said she don't like to strip, but she set niggas up
Gon’ head, bitch, set it up, line it up, I'ma take some
She like, "What you doin' when you hit it?"
Bitch, I ain't talkin' 'bout fuckin' you
She like, "I ain't talkin’ bout fuckin’"
She like, "Nigga, I'm talkin’ about a lick too"
That's my bitch, she just like me
She not gon' snitch, she gon' take a plea
My seat back, I let her drive
Baby shoot the Glock with one eye
Told lil’ mama fuck Bonnie and Clyde
Baby, me and you are sum' different
She like, "Ooh, daddy, you sexy"
Say she love it when I'm in the kitchen
Baby girl look through my phone, wanna kill me
Baby girl crazy, she got a Glock
I'm like, "Bitch, I ain't worried 'bout no thot"
She like cool, we gon' rob that bitch
My bitch told me to set a bitch up
I'm like, "Fuck it, I know a couple hoes"
My bitch ass fat, french tip toes
I love it when she stretch a bitch on the floor
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