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Testo sriracha - bbno$ feat. Lentra

Testo della canzone sriracha (bbno$ feat. Lentra), tratta dall'album sriracha

Hey man, the— the fuck you mean you ain't heard of no fuckin'—
Lentra the God (uh)
And them dollars made my spidey sense a-ring-a-ring-ring
And that booty on that thottie made me spring-a-spring-spring
Then I took her to my pad, made her sing-a-sing-sing
First she ask me for a fling, now she cling-a-cling-cling
And she's bossy, but she threw it
Boy, you hella saucy, did you stew it?
Wonder what it cost me, I threw some shoes in
Ice be on my body, I'm never bruising
Ayy, yeah, four flights, one month
Bitch, I'm from the future
Catch this baby going beast mode
She hit me with the nudie
Whip an L class, find me triple stepping on my scootie
Stuck at half mast 'cause you know your mommy is my tutor
I'm a tall man, why she tryna give me top, man?
Rubber band man
Can he toss it, all of the rain, man?
Rain dance, take another L with a goofy thot
No chance, love getting money, call it romance
Hey, you sussy boys, are you hungry?
I see you tryna bite my sound
But it sounded kinda funky
And them dollars made my spidey sense a-ring-a-ring-ring
And that booty on that thottie made me spring-a-spring-spring
Then I took her to my pad, made her sing-a-sing-sing
First she ask me for a fling, now she cling-a-cling-cling
And she's bossy, but she threw it
Boy, you hella saucy, did you stew it?
Wonder what it cost me, I threw some shoes in
Ice be on my body, I'm never bruising, ayy
Ayy, let me break it down
I got a bad bitch tryna jump my bones and her booty round
Ayy, you see my whip's on fleek, yeah
Pink flames, pink Fiat, baby is a treat
Yeah, of course I'm eatin' all my salads
'Cause they stuffed with greens, yeah
This baby's got a German coochie, really made me scream
So I might just tour the world and grab the bag
I'm really keen
Yeah, I'm really on that goofy shit
But ain't no Charlie Sheen
Hey, you sussy boys, are you hungry?
I see you tryna bite my sound
But it sounded kinda funky
And them dollars made my spidey sense a-ring-a-ring-ring
And that booty on that thottie made me spring-a-spring-spring
Then I took her to my pad, made her sing-a-sing-sing
First she ask me for a fling, now she cling-a-cling-cling
And she's bossy, but she threw it
Boy, you hella saucy, did you stew it?
Wonder what it cost me, I threw some shoes in
Ice be on my body, I'm never bruising, ayy
Uh, bbno$



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Writer(s): Alexander Gumuchian, Garrett Hartnell
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