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Lirik Lagu Bfb da Packman – To Go Plate


By: Admin | Artist: B bfb da packman | Published: 2024-14-05T13:40:20:00+07:00
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[intro]
(are you guys with the lunch crew company?)
yeah
if you not with the lunch crew company, who the f~ck is you with, dawg? like
(herbmadethisbeat)
look

[chorus]
woo, i’m a problem
i don’t like my b~tches loud, i like ’em chocolate (period)
mike amiri jeans, these ain’t robin
i got drip (chlamydia), need a doctor (y’ello)
cheesecake over peach cobbler (uh)
young n~gga came up off [?][0:29] (haha, shh, got you)
i ain’t puttin’ nan’ b~tch over my dollar (uh)

[verse 1]
fat, black, donut~eating n~gga with a cold flow
still f~ckin’ up these beats, i’m a dodo (uh)
pay me for a feature, send a beat, i’m in go mode (woo)
huh, watch me snap on that b~tch like a photo (cl!ck)
trickin’ off my paper with a thot, that’s a no~no (no~no)
they still hoppin’ on my d~ck like a pogo (jump)
i hit dc, i’m at howard with a cold ho
she bad, but p~ssy like a jeep, it ain’t got no doors
want her for the free, you don’t get paid to spring (uh)
snapchat then delete, you ain’t savin’ it (y’ello)
i ain’t payin’ for no p~ssy, b~tch, you payin’ for d~ck (what?)
fat n~gga sendin’ d~ck pics, i ain’t scared of sh~t, ayy (b~tch)
my n~ggas hatin’ on me, they ain’t glad i won (uh)
but when n~ggas had that work, they ain’t hand me none (uh)
and i ain’t f~ckin’ with no condoms, don’t pass me none (no)
nasty n~gga, mama said i’m my daddy’s son (me)
f~ck a label deal, that won’t work for me (b~tch)
i put my own money up, now it work for me, b~tch (uh)
lunch crew, b~tch, come and work for me
i put my n~ggas on that bread like some turkey meat (yeah)
i wonder why white folks hate fellas? (uh)
my cousin light caught a body and he ate seven (huh?)
don’t give a f~ck what the sentence is, i ain’t tellin’
i got a plug on the blues like a bank teller

[chorus]
woo, i’m a problem
i don’t like my b~tches loud, i like ’em chocolate (period)
mike amiri jeans, these ain’t robin
i got drip (chlamydia), need a doctor (y’ello)
cheesecake over peach cobbler (uh)
young n~gga came up off [?] (haha, shh, got you)
i ain’t puttin’ nan’ b~tch over my dollar (uh)

[verse 2]
these hoes don’t really love you, time’ll tell
ducked off with gabrielle and she fine as h~ll (yeah)
i’ll sell a ho a wish and hope she find a well
b~tch say i ate her ass, she ate mine as well (haha)
lunch crew n~ggas got the big bank (huh?)
i’m talkin’ freshwater fish in the fish tanks (splash)
alaska stuffed salmon on ten plates (eat it)
i won’t let your b~tch suck my d~ck ’cause her spit stink (trife b~tch)
say you want a big~d~ck money~getter, stop (huh?)
you gon’ suck whatever d~ck i got in stock (ah)
on the block with my opps, make a n~gga body drop (boom, boom)
wake up refreshed, hit my knees, and make salat (fresh)
i’m the new biggie, n~ggas talkin’ tee grizzley
man, you n~ggas sound silly
might go and swipe a bentley, i’m dallas with the bl!cky
chef quavis get my last ’cause i know he dyin’ with me (n~gga)
my kids love a n~gga like i’m ben 10 (ben 10)
i’ll swipe an army truck, i got big bands (swipe)
baby mama in my business, always dippin’
if i pay all the bills, b~tch, don’t ask me where my d~ck been (back up)
aw sh~t, i got the hiccups (yup)
my mama said she want a million, i’ma get one
lunch crew cuttin’ checks like it’s nip~tucks
i put the donuts down, then pick a n~gga b~tch up, ooh

[chorus]
woo, i’m a problem
i don’t like my b~tches loud, i like ’em chocolate (period)
mike amiri jeans, these ain’t robin
i got drip (chlamydia), need a doctor (y’ello)
cheesecake over peach cobbler (uh)
young n~gga came up off [?] (haha, shh, got you)
i ain’t puttin’ nan’ b~tch over my dollar (uh)

[outro]
yeah, one time, one time
yeah
lunch crew, come and join the lunch line, yeah
hahaha, lunch crew sh~t, baby
you know what i mean?
one deep, n~gga, you know what i mean?
r.i.p. kanasha, b~tch


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