21 days, I ain't f*ckin' with that
Especially when you not comin' back
Don't ring on my line, please don't hit up my phone
I ain't gone lie, shit i'll probably call back
This one bitch that a nigga gon' stress about
Man, who the f*ck this bitch textin' now
Man you know that she gettin' f*cked
I don't know why the f*ck you keep lettin' her stress you out
I can guarantee a nigga stretched her out
In the same car that you helped her out with
She gon' probably text that nigga now
Probably show him pics of her sexy outfit
Mental health is real
I would die for you bitch, but really, I'd rather kill
So why is you suckin' his dick
When you can come eat my kids, bitch, this a happy meal
Bitch, I'm tryin' to be chose
As I see you like niggas the most
Probably why you gon' stealing my clothes
I swear to God, if you take dickin' in those, I'm losin' it
Keep all the silver and gold the jewelry
I bought you bitch, cause I'm not with the foolery
I know you like when it's thick and juicy
That's why I'm slippin' and slidin' so loosely
21 days, I ain't f*ckin' with that
Especially when you not comin' back
Don't ring on my line, please don't hit up my phone
I ain't gone lie, shit i'll probably call back
This one bitch that a nigga gon' stress about
Man, who the f*ck this bitch textin' now
Man you know that she gettin' f*cked
I don't know why the f*ck you keep lettin' her stress you out
See, this about a pessimistic esthetician
I know he gon' wax that ass, he next to get it
Hopefully that nigga know his next position
Exit quickly like a goddamnit deposition
I ain't tall enough for you
And obviously I ain't strong enough for you
Kinda wish I got that threesome off
Cause it's hard when I'm steady tryna keep them off
But normally it's really easy just to cut a bitch
I replace one hoe with another bitch
I replace that hoe with a couple bitches
So f*ck what this is, you lust for this shit, hoe
I don't really give a f*ck neither
But you know that you can't get another feature
I don't even wanna see you on the bleachers
Kinda glad that I'm f*ckin' with K*******
21 days, I ain't f*ckin' with that
Especially when you not comin' back
Don't ring on my line, please don't hit up my phone
I ain't gone lie, shit i'll probably call back
This one bitch that a nigga gon' stress about
Man, who the f*ck this bitch textin' now
Man you know that she gettin' f*cked
I don't know why the f*ck you keep lettin' her stress you out
21 days, I ain't f*ckin' with that
Especially when you not comin' back
Don't ring on my line, please don't hit up my phone
I ain't gone lie, shit i'll probably call back
This one bitch that a nigga gon' stress about
Man, who the f*ck this bitch textin' now
Man you know that she gettin' f*cked
I don't know why the f*ck you keep lettin' her stress
Big Daddy Flash - Bad Habits (21 Dayz) Lyrics
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21 days, I ain't f*ckin' with that
Especially when you not comin' back
Don't ring on my line, please don't hit up my phone
I ain't gone lie, shit i'll probably call back
This one bitch that a nigga gon' stress about
Man, who the f*ck this bitch textin' now
Man you know that she gettin' f*cked
I don't know why the f*ck you keep lettin' her stress you out
I can guarantee a nigga stretched her out
In the same car that you helped her out with
She gon' probably text that nigga now
Probably show him pics of her sexy outfit
Mental health is real
I would die for you bitch, but really, I'd rather kill
So why is you suckin' his dick
When you can come eat my kids, bitch, this a happy meal
Bitch, I'm tryin' to be chose
As I see you like niggas the most
Probably why you gon' stealing my clothes
I swear to God, if you take dickin' in those, I'm losin' it
Keep all the silver and gold the jewelry
I bought you bitch, cause I'm not with the foolery
I know you like when it's thick and juicy
That's why I'm slippin' and slidin' so loosely
21 days, I ain't f*ckin' with that
Especially when you not comin' back
Don't ring on my line, please don't hit up my phone
I ain't gone lie, shit i'll probably call back
This one bitch that a nigga gon' stress about
Man, who the f*ck this bitch textin' now
Man you know that she gettin' f*cked
I don't know why the f*ck you keep lettin' her stress you out
See, this about a pessimistic esthetician
I know he gon' wax that ass, he next to get it
Hopefully that nigga know his next position
Exit quickly like a goddamnit deposition
I ain't tall enough for you
And obviously I ain't strong enough for you
Kinda wish I got that threesome off
Cause it's hard when I'm steady tryna keep them off
But normally it's really easy just to cut a bitch
I replace one hoe with another bitch
I replace that hoe with a couple bitches
So f*ck what this is, you lust for this shit, hoe
I don't really give a f*ck neither
But you know that you can't get another feature
I don't even wanna see you on the bleachers
Kinda glad that I'm f*ckin' with K*******
21 days, I ain't f*ckin' with that
Especially when you not comin' back
Don't ring on my line, please don't hit up my phone
I ain't gone lie, shit i'll probably call back
This one bitch that a nigga gon' stress about
Man, who the f*ck this bitch textin' now
Man you know that she gettin' f*cked
I don't know why the f*ck you keep lettin' her stress you out
21 days, I ain't f*ckin' with that
Especially when you not comin' back
Don't ring on my line, please don't hit up my phone
I ain't gone lie, shit i'll probably call back
This one bitch that a nigga gon' stress about
Man, who the f*ck this bitch textin' now
Man you know that she gettin' f*cked
I don't know why the f*ck you keep lettin' her stress
Especially when you not comin' back
Don't ring on my line, please don't hit up my phone
I ain't gone lie, shit i'll probably call back
This one bitch that a nigga gon' stress about
Man, who the f*ck this bitch textin' now
Man you know that she gettin' f*cked
I don't know why the f*ck you keep lettin' her stress you out
I can guarantee a nigga stretched her out
In the same car that you helped her out with
She gon' probably text that nigga now
Probably show him pics of her sexy outfit
Mental health is real
I would die for you bitch, but really, I'd rather kill
So why is you suckin' his dick
When you can come eat my kids, bitch, this a happy meal
Bitch, I'm tryin' to be chose
As I see you like niggas the most
Probably why you gon' stealing my clothes
I swear to God, if you take dickin' in those, I'm losin' it
Keep all the silver and gold the jewelry
I bought you bitch, cause I'm not with the foolery
I know you like when it's thick and juicy
That's why I'm slippin' and slidin' so loosely
21 days, I ain't f*ckin' with that
Especially when you not comin' back
Don't ring on my line, please don't hit up my phone
I ain't gone lie, shit i'll probably call back
This one bitch that a nigga gon' stress about
Man, who the f*ck this bitch textin' now
Man you know that she gettin' f*cked
I don't know why the f*ck you keep lettin' her stress you out
See, this about a pessimistic esthetician
I know he gon' wax that ass, he next to get it
Hopefully that nigga know his next position
Exit quickly like a goddamnit deposition
I ain't tall enough for you
And obviously I ain't strong enough for you
Kinda wish I got that threesome off
Cause it's hard when I'm steady tryna keep them off
But normally it's really easy just to cut a bitch
I replace one hoe with another bitch
I replace that hoe with a couple bitches
So f*ck what this is, you lust for this shit, hoe
I don't really give a f*ck neither
But you know that you can't get another feature
I don't even wanna see you on the bleachers
Kinda glad that I'm f*ckin' with K*******
21 days, I ain't f*ckin' with that
Especially when you not comin' back
Don't ring on my line, please don't hit up my phone
I ain't gone lie, shit i'll probably call back
This one bitch that a nigga gon' stress about
Man, who the f*ck this bitch textin' now
Man you know that she gettin' f*cked
I don't know why the f*ck you keep lettin' her stress you out
21 days, I ain't f*ckin' with that
Especially when you not comin' back
Don't ring on my line, please don't hit up my phone
I ain't gone lie, shit i'll probably call back
This one bitch that a nigga gon' stress about
Man, who the f*ck this bitch textin' now
Man you know that she gettin' f*cked
I don't know why the f*ck you keep lettin' her stress
Writer: Rashaun Brown
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