SAMAD ALWAYS COME WIT THE VOCALSSSSSSSSSSSS

wish I could find the producer this beat is hella old 2 me 

LYRICS:

real bitches up
wait
real niggas what
treat em bad OG like them niggas boutta cut
I AINT tripping bout no nigha that ain’t staying, ain’t no rush. I’m the one usually dipping or treat em like a slut 

Niggas calling who A B?
not a yonce or kimmy 
cuz bitch I gets bitchy & crazy, off Henny
crazy like Nick 
if we shoot
then its REMY 
Cant No broke nigga, I mean ever, offend me


 branded on niggas, like nautica 
So rest u nighas getting POP- NO TROPICA
I said it’s UNA inna Spot . at the tropica 
pretty mob, BITXH we be where the monsters was 


who numba one? they wanna bet it
lip print it’s tatted
name all on his neck
he love my pretty habits 

how I’m so raw
unique, I’m magnetic
how I’m that bitch, tha shit, my shit magic

WAIT WAIT WAIT CHILL ON UNA

VERSE 2

bitch u BETTAA start usin these nighas like he use ya like a pocket puss, we call it telfar, why the fuck u said a pocketbook? Nigga get to blocking when I spaz and give that stop it look
now he, making dinner for me ha when he not a cook

Ya man a thot, fucked the gang, …..and then he flocked
he know where home at, he seen at G Spot
If he rock, he slop, now HIS knees locked
And bitches love prettymob , get what we cop

but listen
 difference is, bitch ya nigga bought this shit he spent.
50 bands, black car, bouquet he sent
blow me up , up inna text anotha 50 he sent/cent
Wordplay not making sense? NOT ADDING UP, THEM CENTS?

fuck with his mental, have em smoking the black. front 2 the back, he faced, niggas Smoking TOBAC. real bitches up, true 2 Dis, Like True Dat. Una Dis. Una That, Una Puss, She Kat.

OUTRO:
CUT THROAT HO, IM LETHAL BITCH
LIKE MY PEN ON 10 to the people BITCH
I’m the Truth HO, 

PREACHING bitch!  And if I’m on, u front row at the regal bitch

…..
UNA IN THIS MUTHAFUCKA
rap bitches on my dick Trynna brand another
plant the seeds, they don’t grow, leave em inna rubber
told my kids sink or swim  and they sunk together

not direct, IM DIRECT bitch I want whoever 

walk around like I’m Cinderella 
AINT no sis, ain’t no motha and that’s even better
fuck the beat, hear my words. IN ACAPELLA,

Una Lifestyle (TRINA SAMPLE)

(Prod. KEONAMIRI)

LYRICS:

sucking on my breast no cancer 
destroy all these hoes give a tissue like cancer 
might as well call me campbell ima can her 
make a bitch a dancer 
every beat im on track i ran her 

tell me why these bitches keep on coming fa me 
if i’m not up on yo dick why you coming fa me 
playing golf at the top gets lonely 
bitches is fake they phony
this my calling God phoned me 
PHONY!

make a bitch hit they ground like a tap out 
grand living cali word to tap out 
you black bitches slack now
i done came up from the back to the front now 
bitches wanna run and play the front now 
foot ball miss touch down 

it’s a hit or miss with yo music 
bitches spending hella money buying all them streams hella clueless 
don’t give a fuck i’m the rudest 
bitches wearing abercrombie looking like a zombie we just snooze it 

you bitches hella comical 
like you running with my money pussy bitch you who is i’m coming for 
presidential bitch like who the fuck they running for?
rubbing on my body sing on the mic i’m running in the final four

COMICAL

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LYRICS💎🎀


DEREON - [ INTRO ]

Dere, and Lisa, Lisa, Lisa


BARBIE LISA - [ CHORUS ]

He wanna buss me down, ya nigga ice me out

We going round for round, it’s making splashing sounds

We rocking Pucci gowns, that pack is extra loud

The money piling out, these brands you can’t pronounce 


VERSE 1 (Dereon)

He got a fetish for a slim waist, deep arch, pound cake

He wanna buss me down till I’m icy like ice skate

When i went downtown that was the icing on my cake 

I could never frown when he’s icing on my cake 

Till the room stink, i don’t care, yes we up late
He payed for this lace, just to yank off this lace

Blood rushing down to his bone, cus of this face
Happened on a Sunday, man what a disgrace 


Hey Mr.knickerbocker boppity bop! You like the way that it feels when i hoppity hop? 

The bust down watch got all them icy rocks, so Don’t shiver when i ride to the toppity top.

Jack diddly squat, I be blacking on opps
They smoking dope and pot, thinking im a chop

Are you ready or not? Cus im ready to come, Not talking Lauryn Hill, baby im running like KB

You know i play with balls on the court like KD
Love it when he wear the sweatsuit with the SB

he drinking all my lemon juice it’s getting really zesty

when i make it clap it’s a real zess party

Looka dere, looka dere, that dread head throwing money everywhere 

When i buss it down all the jealous hoes stare, bitch said im ugly and i said “BITCH WHERE?” Ha, damn nigga
 
Bouncing on da beat, I ain’t even reach my peak, pockets heavy really deep, stacking money and it’s steep

I be getting rem sleep, while im signing bitches lease, bust down, it ain’t cheap, Dere B seeing green nigga


BARBIE LISA - [ CHORUS ]

He wanna buss me down, ya nigga ice me out

We going round for round, it’s making splashing sounds

We rocking Pucci gowns, that pack is extra loud

The money piling out, these brands you can’t pronounce 


DEREON - [ VERSE 2 ]

brought a new bussdown just to clock shit,  pop the glock back to the top of the cockpit 

french tips, dropping to my knees more neck than a ostrich 

gimme wood raw lock jaw orthodontics


I’m the JT to Careesha’s, I mean, I mean, I’m Beyoncé to the preachers 

Real church girl drop it like a thottie, drop it like a thottie 

Brooklyn hottie, might pull up in a Maserati


Cus he feening for this Cacio e Pepe, Spaghetti 
Cowboy Carter got him feening for this leche 

Ugly ass nigga frog face look like Pepe
I am the king these rappers Infante’s 


Lemme tell you something bout Dere B and Lisa

That Virgo and Leo we really do teach hoes 
how to bussdown keep them on they toes 

make niggas fold like a mother fucking elbow 
Macaroni salad and it’s all fucking elbows 

body baked ziti shaking ass in stiletto’s 
when i check the time it’s a mother fucking ice show

New diamond mansion but they stuck in a Bungalow

Y’all ain’t cut for this rap shit I kill hoes then wrap shit 

Y’all small as fuck like rat shit, im a hood rat and ratchet  

got cannabis in my jacket, too high bitches can’t jack this

you play it safe so don’t jack shit 
you hoes don’t know jack shit 

Now bounce on that shit dance

Now bounce on that shit dance

Now bounce on that shit dance

Bounce on that shit dance b-b- bounce on that shit dance nigga. 


BARBIE LISA & DEREON - [ CHORUS ] 

He wanna buss me down, ya nigga ice me out

We going round for round, it’s making splashing sounds

We rocking Pucci gowns, that pack is extra loud

The money piling out, these brands you can’t pronounce

BUSSDOWN (feat. Barbie Lisa)

15. FORREAL

MISSED CALLS

BACK AGAIN

what it is

LITE

Lyrics 


Aye what you know about that city life
Runnin through these niggas 
Different cities til my money right 

Momma nightly prayer 
bring her daughter back
At night 

Like bless a fem queen 
Just hoping that you proud of me 

Street runna 
These niggas want ms prodigy 
Filthy ass niggas pockets breaking 
Before they swallow me 

Message to my ex 
Its understood ain’t no denying me 
Treat me like a Queen 
Love me good & nigga lie to me


I’m just hoping that you hearing 
These verses i write about you 
Won’t ever forget about you 
On my soul 
Damn shordy 

You ain’t miss me ?

Once again I’m doing bad 
I just pray you come and get me 

From
Bitches who say they with me 
But really them hoes against me

They plotting but onna set 
Bitch I’ll never fold 
Bitch better check my background 
A certified scorpio 
I’m saying 
You would too 
If you knew 
What these hoes’ll do to you 

Everything about you is me 
So bitch I’m saying that I’m MUVA
Bitch i ain’t never had to lie about it
Truth tella 
(OKAY)

And these hoes ain’t really like that 
Claiming she was real 
But go and do derrick like that…
Damn 
Tears fall on my chanel suit 
a Ruby red lip kiss the casket as 
They bury you 

A fishy bitch up on the scene 
Paparazzi taking pics just
Watch how a bitch gleam
  

Im every thug niggas dream 
The money get me hype 
I do a fem queen scream 

& You Promised like my father 
You would never leave me 
Ion wanna be alone 
Pls come and see the CD DV… D

BACK AGAIN

SAMAD

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