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Bobby Shmurda – Bobby Bitch (Young Live Trap Remix)

Bobby Shmurda
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исполнитель Bobby Shmurda

длительность 00:30

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битрейт 320 kbps

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Bobby Bitch (Young Live Trap Remix)
00:30
Bobby, b***h, oh, you ain't know? Bobby, b***h, Bobby, b***h Bodies b***h, with that body flip You know? I don't know karate, b***h We dropping bodies, b***h They say, shootin' is my hobby, b***h And I'm a problem, kid Walk up on him with revolvers I ain't with that talkin' s**t Bobby, b***h, oh, yeah, I'm Bobby, b***h Oh, you ain't know? They call me Bobby, b***h, oh, yeah, I'm Bobby, b***h Oh, you ain't know? They call me Bobby, b***h, oh, yeah, I'm Bobby, b***h Oh, you ain't know? They call me Bobby, b***h, Bobby, b***h And I'm down to catch a body, b***h And hit that hommy switch And I bet that all these hollow tips Gon' make his body twitch But if I hit you with the shotty, b***h I bet that body flip Watch, I caught him with them zombie tips And made his body spin You n****s leap, you feelin' froggy, b***h My n****s doggie, b***h Run up on him with that forty, b***h And go retarded, b***h f**k ya feelings, ain't no sorries, b***h No sorries, b***h Shoot that n***a and his shorty, b***h Shorty, b***h Bodies b***h, with that body flip You know? I don't know karate, b***h We dropping bodies, b***h They say, shootin' is my hobby, b***h And I'm a problem, kid Walk up on him with revolvers I ain't with that talkin' s**t Bobby, b***h, oh, yeah, I'm Bobby, b***h Oh, you ain't know? They call me Bobby, b***h, oh, yeah, I'm Bobby, b***h Oh, you ain't know? They call me Bobby, b***h, oh, yeah, I'm Bobby, b***h Oh, you ain't know? They call me Bobby, b***h, Bobby, b***h And I'm shootin' n****s left to right If they ain't steppin' right My lil n***a keep that weapon tight He'll leave you dead on sight Look lil n***a, we the flexin' type You feel like flexin', aight? Put a bullet in ya head tonight We leave you dead tonight Tell that b***h, I need some head tonight I got my cheddar right She said, how much you tryna spend tonight? I got the better price I said, I can't even spend the night I gotta catch a flight But I still touch it down like Jerry Rice, Jerry Rice, touchdown Bodies b***h, with that body flip You know? I don't know karate, b***h We dropping bodies, b***h They say, shootin' is my hobby, b***h And I'm a problem, kid Walk up on him with revolvers I ain't with that talkin' s**t
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