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Allenouthere - Annie++ Lyrics



Allenouthere - Annie++ Lyrics




Fat bitches need to shut up, bruh
I'm not gonna- like, in all respect and all honesty, like, I'm not gonna lie, it be a lot of fat hoes talkin
You Fat bitches need to shut the f*ck up
I get rich , and they gone tell me that I changed
Me an twin just doubled up, I love sippin thru the pain
Hoes love sayin broke, bitch don't tell me what I ain't
I'd never f*ck witchu, I want models not a skank
I'm in LA at the bank, wanna f*ck wimme, he cant
Nigga you ain't gotta dolla, how the f*ck you gettin pape black broke ass nigglet?
When you signed to Errdolla, you wake up might order steak
Niggas still pushin' impala
Brought a Bentley to the A, in a Bentley
Not a wraith
I get money look like counterfeit , on my bread like condiment

Can't no fat bitch get no compliment
What he said, bitch, I'm confident
In the bed, getting top an shit
Gettin head , she on top of me

I let a nigga really think that he ahead
Just to stop a bitch
Hate , a bitch who from Miami
Feel like MJ, I'm wit Annie

Dead friends in my family
Not a Benz, it's a Caddy
If she bad, she can't have me
Pullin' up, send the addy

Why niggas asking me for money
Get a job, ask your daddy broke ass boy
Get a job, get a job
Why niggas asking me for money

Get a job, ask your daddy
Why niggas asking me for money
Get a job, ask your daddy I hate broke niggas
I'm in Vegas, on occasion

Want his turn, bitch, keep waitin'
I hope all you f*ckin' pigs rot in hell
I hate bacon
I just wanna see her naked

Baby cold, get a jacket
She gon' eat me up and let me f*ck her face
Bitch, you ratchet
I'm in, I'm in LA all the time

I could really have you dead
It don't cost shit but a dime
What I spend up on my pants
You saved up for aht of town

Why, they call them 30 boys
If they drop a hundred rounds
Get em
Get em smoked, black and mild

I can't wait till niggas tell me that he dead get em aht
No we a never kick again
You niggas peasants, and I'm not
I can't even come and try to take some from you

You ain't got it
I get money, look like counterfeit
On my bread, like a condiment
Can't no fat bitch , get no compliment

What He said, bitch, I'm confident
In the bed, getting top and shit
Gettin head, She on top of me
I let a nigga really think that he ahead

Just to stop a bitch
I Hate a bitch was from Miami
Feel like MJ
I'm with Annie

Dead Friends in my family
Notta Benz
Issa caddy
If she bad

She can have me
I'm pulling up
Send da addy
Why niggas asking me for money

Get a job
Ask your daddy
Why niggas asking me for money
Why niggas asking me for money

Why niggas asking me for money
Why niggas asking me for money
Why niggas asking me for money
I hatchu broke ass niggas witta passion dnt een listen to music . Mad face emoji .
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English

Fat bitches need to shut up, bruh
I'm not gonna- like, in all respect and all honesty, like, I'm not gonna lie, it be a lot of fat hoes talkin
You Fat bitches need to shut the f*ck up
I get rich , and they gone tell me that I changed
Me an twin just doubled up, I love sippin thru the pain
Hoes love sayin broke, bitch don't tell me what I ain't
I'd never f*ck witchu, I want models not a skank
I'm in LA at the bank, wanna f*ck wimme, he cant
Nigga you ain't gotta dolla, how the f*ck you gettin pape black broke ass nigglet?
When you signed to Errdolla, you wake up might order steak
Niggas still pushin' impala
Brought a Bentley to the A, in a Bentley
Not a wraith
I get money look like counterfeit , on my bread like condiment

Can't no fat bitch get no compliment
What he said, bitch, I'm confident
In the bed, getting top an shit
Gettin head , she on top of me

I let a nigga really think that he ahead
Just to stop a bitch
Hate , a bitch who from Miami
Feel like MJ, I'm wit Annie

Dead friends in my family
Not a Benz, it's a Caddy
If she bad, she can't have me
Pullin' up, send the addy

Why niggas asking me for money
Get a job, ask your daddy broke ass boy
Get a job, get a job
Why niggas asking me for money

Get a job, ask your daddy
Why niggas asking me for money
Get a job, ask your daddy I hate broke niggas
I'm in Vegas, on occasion

Want his turn, bitch, keep waitin'
I hope all you f*ckin' pigs rot in hell
I hate bacon
I just wanna see her naked

Baby cold, get a jacket
She gon' eat me up and let me f*ck her face
Bitch, you ratchet
I'm in, I'm in LA all the time

I could really have you dead
It don't cost shit but a dime
What I spend up on my pants
You saved up for aht of town

Why, they call them 30 boys
If they drop a hundred rounds
Get em
Get em smoked, black and mild

I can't wait till niggas tell me that he dead get em aht
No we a never kick again
You niggas peasants, and I'm not
I can't even come and try to take some from you

You ain't got it
I get money, look like counterfeit
On my bread, like a condiment
Can't no fat bitch , get no compliment

What He said, bitch, I'm confident
In the bed, getting top and shit
Gettin head, She on top of me
I let a nigga really think that he ahead

Just to stop a bitch
I Hate a bitch was from Miami
Feel like MJ
I'm with Annie

Dead Friends in my family
Notta Benz
Issa caddy
If she bad

She can have me
I'm pulling up
Send da addy
Why niggas asking me for money

Get a job
Ask your daddy
Why niggas asking me for money
Why niggas asking me for money

Why niggas asking me for money
Why niggas asking me for money
Why niggas asking me for money
I hatchu broke ass niggas witta passion dnt een listen to music . Mad face emoji .
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Writer: Jalen Dallas
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Language: English
Length: 2:28
Written by: Jalen Dallas
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