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ROB ME by Brexton
- Uh, yeah
- I don't know what to do
- Sittin' 'round with nothing to do
- Pick up my phone start textin' you
- Tryna see if I can message you
- But no, you've blocked me
- All the words you've said done shocked me
- You went around with Bobby
- Then yo' ass tried to rob me, uh
- All my niggas want Versace (bitch)
- Nobody even seems to want me (mhm)
- All my niggas get dough in the Bugatti (got the Wraith, uh)
- She tell me she is me but she not me (she ain't, no no)
- All my niggas get money, they so dodgy
- Why the fuck you hoes so damn raunchy?
- They done tried to brainwash me (bitch!)
- Can't trust 'em all they can't dodge me, uh
- My niggas want money, we do it like hibachi
- She was on my D, she was drinkin' her coffee
- I was smokin' that ciggy in the goddamn lobby
- Need myself a goddamn school proxy
- Shit gon' get A$AP like it's Rocky (Raggy!)
- All my bitches always catching bodies
- But I ain't catch none they all copies, they copy
- Me (me) cuz I'm cool as fuck, fuck the Nazi's
- Make 'em queasy, love so cheesy, apache
- All this shit I'm doin' is my goddamn hobby
- And we gon' fuck 'em up like we playin' hockey
- She don't want no love, bitch, I know karate
- I can barely see, it's foggy, hoes know my build stocky
- Them niggas posse, them niggas so sloppy
- Do it like Kawasaki, now you niggas ain't cocky (no no no)
- (No no no) You ain't got me (woah oh oh)
- Love be saucy (oh oh oh) fuck Bill Cosby (uh huh, oh oh)
- And she fuckin' up my cache, wakin' up so groggy
- Might go call up Roxy, Asami? More like Salami
- Huh, them niggas like Foxy, they want me dead, Nagasaki
- Bomb these niggas, we doin' mariachi
- She want me dead, I'm like Yo Gotti
- Yeah, she cut me off, I'm in the Masi
- I'm in the Maserati, call up Mazi
- (Trapp!) Mazi Trapp ain't no softie
- Eatin' that teriyaki, I'm like Pac Man (eat dem niggas up) got a new watch piece
- Spent a hunnid on her body, they so salty
- Uh, shit be costly, I ain't gon' speak softly
- He cry out fo' his mommy (now his ass dead) nobody can rock me
- Hoes tried to pop me and clock me and shock me but I know God gon' watch me
- Hoes know I'm godly, here when it's frosty
- Them hoes so naughty, at least she my shawty
- Them hoes be so soggy, I'm just too bossy
- Got my damn walkie talkie screamin Man Down! Now his ass a zombie
- And I got the bands now take the bands out, bitch, she a hottie
- I bop to City Girls, I hop in the Audi, Milwaukee
- She off the Molly, feel so jolly, call up Holly
- Who do we all embody? Shit be faulty, she haughty
- I'm pickin' poppies, she ridin' on my Johnny
- She like it sloppy, so gaudy, got her hornier than Dotty
- But fuck you on 'bout? My niggas got some hot tea
- My pockets knotty, they can never spot me
- They tried to cop me I cop G's she my doggie
- Honestly, these kids so snotty, doggy
- But you can suck my dick, get off me
- You ain't ever gonna fucking pop me (no woah oh)
- She sucking my dick bitch I got the motley (crew!) Crew
- And you be way too scrawny, vocals choppy
- Huh, call up Toddy, where the fuck Tod be?
- They know I'm lossless, beam me up Scotty
- Uh
- Uh, yeah
- I don't know what to do
- Sittin' 'round with nothing to do
- Pick up my phone start textin' you
- Tryna see what I meant to you
- But no, you've blocked me
- All the words you've said done got me
- You went around with Robbie
- Then yo' ass done shot me, uh
- Got Gucci for you and Lucy, but truly
- Shake that booty smoothly, diamonds and rubies
- And you got me so moody, but your beauty is my duty
- I ain't got no future, my life is like a movie
- Bitch, I bop to YFN Lucci, and that booty juicy
- Do it like Suzuki, call up Rudy, yamaguchi, you think you're spooky?
- Bitch, go make me sushi (uh huh ah)
- Them niggas so fruity, they like Goofy
- But honestly I got my Uzi's, his blood be gooey
- Blood spewin' in the jacuzzi (nigga, ah ah ah)
- We gettin' groovy, got 'em woozy, I'm like Snoopy
- She a cutie (fo sho, ah) Make that bitch a smoothie
- Your bitch a groupie, got 'em loopy
- High off my medication, bitch, I'm like Scooby
- Need the Scooby Snacks, bring out the hoochies
- Ice Spice say she like Ms. Poopy (the fuck?)
- Uh, my water Fiji, you niggas greasy, go call up Phoebe
- She so damn meaty, she so damn needy
- Got me so damn sleepy can't even think freely
- Why them hoes so greedy? I'm a new damn species
- And we made a treaty, bitch, this shit not easy
- Can you even see me? And you know she like Luigi
- Break my heart, also fuck Leafy
- Got his brain very leaky, need me a genie
- Mitsubishi, they like Stevie, can't even see me
- Put that bitch in her damn bikini, she my sweetie
- Niggas know life ain't that breezy, where Reed be?
- Call up Gigi, like Mimi, bitch, she got them kiwis
- I'm very sleazy, call up Kiki (like do you love me?)
- This love shit be cheesy, zucchini, life not so peachy
- We livin' beachy, why you hoes so preachy?
- Hop in the damn Lamborghini
- Uh, she called me a meanie, fuck that nigga Chi Chi
- Them hoes tryna breach me, we smokin' trees, G_
- Rainbow Six Siege, it's GGs
- You niggas dead, I see yo' ass on TV
- Got yo' ass on CD, 100 degrees, G_
- Ayy, call up Bebe (uh)
- Uh, yeah
- I don't know what to do
- Sittin' 'round with nothing to do
- Pick up my phone start textin' you
- Tryna see if I can message you
- But no, you've blocked me
- All the words you've said done shocked me
- You went around with Bobby
- Then yo' ass tried to rob me, uh
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