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Correct Byob Lyrics
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Correct Byob
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And I drew something beautiful! Crazy Ay Bring your own bitch, nigga, get rich Stars in they eye, not that sky shit She step ahead the game, pull her back quick Mountain out a molehill Get outta hand, sit her down, get her understandin', playa Bring your own bitch, nigga, get rich You know she off, but you act like you respect that shit Fuck that "yo, baby, yo" No, playa, no Trickin' is a no-go Stand froze and get chose We don't put white in our nose (huh) But we bring our own bitch, nigga, get rich When it comes to the game, I got a full clip Watch them niggas that call your girl "sis" "Peace, queen" and all that shea butter shit I cut my locks, hoe. Choose a pimp I treat them thirst trap leggings like a sundress Touch her purse in a matter of life and death We can't kick it if you got too many male friends Bitch niggas that's waitin' in the wings Promisin' tennis bracelets and other nice things (yeah) But we bring our own bitch, nigga, get rich Stars in they eye, not that sky shit (Crazy) She step ahead the game, pull her back quick Mountain out a molehill Get outta hand, sit her down, get her understandin', playa Bring your own bitch, nigga, get rich You know she off but you act like you respect that shit Fuck that "yo, baby, yo" No, playa, no Trickin' is a no-go Stand froze and get chose We don't put white in our nose (uh) But we bring our own bitch, nigga, get rich Crazy Bring your own bitch, nigga, get rich Crazy Bring your own bitch, nigga, get rich Crazy Bring your own bitch, nigga, get rich Crazy Bring your own bitch, nigga, get rich
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