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Rude - Wavyy mob Lyrics


By: Admin | Artist: W wavyy mob | Published: 2024-23-09T13:30:06:00+07:00
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[chorus: hrtbrkfever]
she drink her liquor straight out the bottle
i don’t wanna [?]
other b*tches ain’t got nothing on you
she don’t f*ck with anybody my b*tch, rude

[verse 1: hrtbrkfever]
f*ck taking uber, whipping the ‘rarri (skrt, skrt, skrt)
roll the windows down it smell like california
she like to smoke, she like to go out and party
f*cking with fever, turn off your celly
she don’t want n0body calling
my lil’ baby k!lling sh*t, no bodies (*whistle*)
shawty brought her bands that b*tch be ballin’
i put so much ice around her neck she looking frosty
hung around with me so much got sick of everybody (ooo)

[pre*chorus: hrtbrkfever]
my b*tch rude (oh yah)
got you all this gucci just to [?] (ooo)
you could blame me, she acting brand new (ouu)
she don’t f*ck with anybody my b*tch, rude

[chorus: hrtbrkfever]
she drink her liquor straight out the bottle
i don’t wanna [?]
other b*tches ain’t got nothing on you
she don’t f*ck with anybody my b*tch, rude

[verse 2: wavvy mob]
these b*tches left me no choice, i might pull up in the porsche
valet when we park, open up the lambo doors
side b*tch freezing gucci, ‘know that’s your favorite store
and we can buy it all, i got a lil’ bit in cash
d*mn my b*tch so bad, d*mn my b*tch so bad
she got a attitude, you know she rude
’cause you a broke boy so she don’t f*ck with you no, no
that’s the way it goes you know that it’s true (yeah, yah)
i wanna kiss on her spine, i wanna f*ck from behind (*whistle*)
she say she love my voice, i make her p*ssy moist
and she love to climb on top, she ride that d*ck like a horse
and we be f*cking for hours, that lil’ p*ssy got some power

[pre*chorus: hrtbrkfever]
my b*tch rude (oh yah)
got you all this gucci just to [?] (ooo)
you could blame me, she acting brand new (ouu)
she don’t f*ck with anybody my b*tch, rude

[chorus: hrtbrkfever]
she drink her liquor straight out the bottle
i don’t wanna [?]
other b*tches ain’t got nothing on you
she don’t f*ck with anybody my b*tch, rude


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