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I got Bawdy bitches stacked on top of Bawdy bitches
Bawdy fire, never tired, Bawdy always in desire
Bawdy awe inspired,
Ohhhh
What you know about that?
Yuh
You ain't never had a
Big Bawdy, Big Bawdy, Big Bawdy
Big Bawdy, Big Bawdy, Big Bawdy
Big Bawdy, Big Bawdy, Big
It’s time to S-T-R-U-T
Strut for me bitch, wake that bawdy up
Bawdy up, wake that bawdy up
S-T-R-U-T
Strut for me bitch, wake that bawdy up
Bawdy up,
You was lookin for some fire
So I bodied that
They told me kill that shit
Issa body bag
I been in the gym
Now my body badd
This the best Bawdy
That
(Baby got a Bawdy)
Slim waist thick thighs
She kinda caught a nigga by surprise
(Baby got a Bawdy)
Pretty face brown eyes
I'm finna put this dick up
that's true
Your body so nice (your body)
Would you please rub your body over mine
Your body so nice (your body)
With you I'm getting bawdy tonight
Your
And good bawdy
She walk in the club
She nah bother nobody
When she serve good face
And good bawdy
She walk in the club
She nah bother nobody
When she servin
gone
And now I am the only one
No more to give, too late to live
Last on the bill, I see them still
Rebels without applause
Bawdy boys of song
My coochie is a Gucci,
My bawdy is so boujie,
So bitch I’m rich forever!
I ain’t got no car, but boy I’ll drive you crazy,
I don’t need your heart,
the first time)
Naughty naughty, loud and bawdy, tease me
Take it easy, hug and squeeze
A naughty naughty, naughty, I'm a naughty naughty guy
Bedroom eyes,
Follow me up
It's going down
Welcome to the party
Got girls that smoking
Broccoli countin' cheese
And serving bawdy
They friends some IG hotties
Met
a mosaic of mayhem
Bawdy, colourful, loud
cnd that is when
I become aware
Of a seeping surge
That does my soul ensnare
cn unknown face
Throws a tangling
away, go home
You ball of odd
We'll weed you out like a bug, like a punk
Like a bawdy, little
Bad girl, bad girl
Go hide away, go hurl
Those
Who the fuck is this?
Slide 'pon my gram, double click on my pics
Real 40 inches, the hair nothing
He want a real bawdy-body, gyal from the ends
New
Singing the bawdy chorus
To a French Provincial tune
You glide across the prairie like a setting sun
Hey Justina, Justina
You charmed and magic cat
The way
your grave my nigga I send em beneath, bawdy
I see tha babies don't keep em waiting nigga just let em in, let em in
Ooh! Ey! tha rhythm's are super mane
clique/Bawdy Mobb we running shit/used to ride with my bitches and hit dem licks/mind f'ck niggas and rob 'em quick/I banged da 6/dat gang gang shit/now I'm
digging pimping , ya diggg yea
The ice on my wrist
& It drip & when it come with a glist yea
I CcNT help they feeling my Bawdy
I'm Yung big Poppa
Lover she dropped out of school
and slip on night street
Single drop from wrist in glass,
Her splendid taste yeah
Juvy lily, bawdy bunny with
side, they're glorified
Where the underworld
Can meet the elite
Forty-Second Street
Forty-Second Street
Naughty, bawdy
Gaudy, sporty
Forty
Forty-Second
a storm
Angelina, Angelina, please bring down your concertina
And play a welcome for me 'cause I'll be coming home from sea
Well I've heard the bawdy
Forty-Second Street
Naughty, bawdy, gawdy, sporty
Forty, Forty-Second Street
familiar,
Something peculiar,
Something for everybody:
Comedy tonight!
Something that's gaudy,
Something that's bawdy--
Something for everybawdy!
were bawdy and bold.
And so I searched night and day
To catch a kissable lady,
But all that I caught was a cold,
Cause those stuck-up city ladies
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