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BUBBA COAT
DRACODONTJAM
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Uh, mm, ay
Bubba coat came with a scarf, I fit the stick up in the rick
She be postin' all them trips, but that don't make the bitch rich
Get on her knees, then she gotta go, she prayin' for a lift
We get fly, and she scared of heights, don't stand next to the cliff
She poppin' shit when she got that BBL, used to look like Peter Griffith
Tell her what she wanna hear, I send that text like, yeah, I miss you
Go out shoppin', I don't even know her size, I buy it, hope it fits you?
Livin' life, your marriage ain't too tight, it barely hold my piss
She on that pole 'til like five and yes, she said she got a little
Broken home, said she feel alone, I let her know I feel it
I'm poppin' shit, now I can't help it, babe, I always been that nigga
Through thick and thin, I talk to bro, let him know I always been right with you, babe
Right before you pause, let me see that picture like you feel it
When we talk, I'm pullin' strings, that don't mean I'm rockin' with you
Tryna cope and tell her to take a vote, the Rolls-Royce presidential
220 on the dash, I'm goin' fast, I'm huntin' through residential
Bubba coat came with a scarf, I fit the stick up in the rick
She be postin' all them trips, but that don't make the bitch rich
Get on her knees, then she gotta go, she prayin' for a lift
We get fly, and she scared of heights, don't stand next to the cliff
It don't make your ass a saint, just 'cause I met her hot and old
In a rider, I keep it sticky, think I'm ridin' with a poster
It's so dark up in this club, can't see her face, she ain't got coke
I'm out here hurlin', puttin' up a bitch like, "Why you bein' nosy?"
I get that text, she send a picture, I said, hold up, that just my cut
Soon as she walk in, that Wi-Fi connect, that just mean we been fucked
She understood me to her friends, I got they name, I got they number
Fuck your small talk, don't care about where you from, your favorite color, yeah
Right before you post, let me see that picture like your figure
When we talk, I'm pullin' string, but that don't mean I'm rockin' with you
Tryna cope and tell her to take a vote, the Rolls-Royce presidential
220 on the dash, I'm goin' fast, I'm huntin' through residential
Bubba coat came with a scarf, I fit the stick up in the rick
She be postin' all them trips, but that don't make the bitch rich
Get on her knees, then she gotta go, she prayin' for a lift
We get fly, and she scared of heights, don't stand next to the cliff