Pressed
Jada Savage
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These little bitches this pressed These nappy head hoes mad Bitch, you really mad I'm just fucking on your dad Bitch, you really mad I'm just get into that bag Why the f*ck you pressed? why the f*ck you so upset When you see me on the block bitch run up you'll get slept Bitch, you really mad Bitch, you really mad Bitch, you really mad I'm just fucking on your dad Bitch, you really mad Bitch, you really mad Bitch, you really mad I'm just get into that bag Why the f*ck you mad Why the f*ck you said Can't you see it in my face Little bitch, I'm unimpressed When it come to getting that money say I only want the best Bendy, Louis, Prada, put some diamonds on my neck Put that dick up in my stomach, put them hands around my throat Put that money in my palm, hit the dough, it's time to go Bitch, you really mad Bitch, you really mad Bitch, you really mad I'm just get into that bag Bitch, you really mad I'm just fucking on your dad Be buying all the things I won't buy Shit, you wish you had, yeah Bitches love to hate, huh I'm just trying to eat, yeah All my bitches winning Hoe squad staying eating, yeah Bitch, you really mad I'm just fucking on your dad Bitch, you really mad I'm just get into that bag Why the f*ck you pressed Why the f*ck you so upset When you see me on the block, bitch, run up, you'll get slept Bitch, you really mad Huh Bitch, you really mad Bitch, you really mad I'm just fucking on your dad Bitch, you really mad, huh Bitch, you really mad Bitch, you really mad, I'm just get into that bag Say I'm a bad bitch and all my bitches is bad Show me that money, nigga, show me that cash Show me that bankroll, I want that bag Money come first, nigga, pass me that cash See, I gave him a taste Now he calling my phone If you ain't talking money, nigga, leave me alone Yeah, your dick may be good, but that money way better Show me a stack and watch his pussy get wetter Say, lame petty bitch, stop calling my phone I don't want your nigga, bitch, just leave me alone I just want that money, I just want that bag Christian Louboutin, your nigga bought a bitch a Jag, yeah Bitches love to hate , huh I'm just trying to eat, yeah All my bitches winning Hoe squad stay eating, yeah Bitch, you really mad I'm just fucking on your dad Bitch, you really mad, I'm just get into that bag Why the f*ck you press Why the f*ck you so upset When you see me on a block, bitch, run up, you'll get slept Bitch, you really mad, huh Bitch, you really mad Bitch, you really mad, I'm just fucking on your dad Bitch, you really mad, huh Bitch, you really mad Bitch, you really mad, I'm just get into that bag
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