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LADEA YESHUA - What? Lyrics



LADEA YESHUA - What? Lyrics




Queen B, Ladea
Bitch what
Mind my perquisites and build records
What
President deals bitches still wasted
What
Man down niggas deep twerking
Done body rap chickens ain't the same I lean breakers
What
You don't wanna play get chopped off the middle
Trappers praise the queen should've being submittal
Tryna sign the best better be a king
Land in Tennessee then I peal these bitches off my thing

Independent popping niggas sort them claims, I school like Richard because pain
Taught me how to rip off your go gods taught me how to wake again
Taught how to play with the evil showed me how to break up replan
Shawty capping nasty
That's why your friends can't be
In that same room bitch happy
Y'all be stinking out of hell
I be dripping like Michelle
Rats from the hood all day gambling
I turned 18, started packing
You ain't in my shine I black bitches
Turn down that crack, hack bitches
Absolutely angry, angry, angry
I smack the whole gang
Don't try to bring tricks
I smack the whole
Don't try to bring tricks Bitch
The baddest in the game
Hot like summer
They call me pretty beast
I eat them hearts Like Jeffre Dahmer
Doubled all my chains
Brand new wagon
Reflecting all my blessing
And I'm balling in, pardon

Bitch what
Mind my perquisites and build records
What
President deals bitches still wasted
What
Man down niggas deep twerking
Done body rap chickens ain't the same i lean breakers
What
You don't wanna play get chopped off the middle
Trappers praise the queen should've being submittal
Tryna sign the best better be a king
Land in Tennessee then I peal these bitches out my things

Bang bang bang bang
Seen these pussy speaking gang
You ain't a blood better bend down
Came till my block give them head now
You gonna need better skills
Now u dealing with the real killers
24/7 D-rank
Like you took shots, Big pain
Im as sharp as a knife check my rhymes, this flow is finessing it
And I'm old school vibe, I be damn if y'all try, Imma smack these kids
No sense to your life everyday full of lies speak up you shit
I just came to the game, cleaned and about to regain bitch Got off my dick
Does he gag now
Oh oh now he gags slow

What up bitch? Don't f*ck with me
Don't f*cking f*ck with me coz I will beat you
Do you know what it means when I say I'll f*cking beat you
I'm the Queen pull up
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Queen B, Ladea
Bitch what
Mind my perquisites and build records
What
President deals bitches still wasted
What
Man down niggas deep twerking
Done body rap chickens ain't the same I lean breakers
What
You don't wanna play get chopped off the middle
Trappers praise the queen should've being submittal
Tryna sign the best better be a king
Land in Tennessee then I peal these bitches off my thing

Independent popping niggas sort them claims, I school like Richard because pain
Taught me how to rip off your go gods taught me how to wake again
Taught how to play with the evil showed me how to break up replan
Shawty capping nasty
That's why your friends can't be
In that same room bitch happy
Y'all be stinking out of hell
I be dripping like Michelle
Rats from the hood all day gambling
I turned 18, started packing
You ain't in my shine I black bitches
Turn down that crack, hack bitches
Absolutely angry, angry, angry
I smack the whole gang
Don't try to bring tricks
I smack the whole
Don't try to bring tricks Bitch
The baddest in the game
Hot like summer
They call me pretty beast
I eat them hearts Like Jeffre Dahmer
Doubled all my chains
Brand new wagon
Reflecting all my blessing
And I'm balling in, pardon

Bitch what
Mind my perquisites and build records
What
President deals bitches still wasted
What
Man down niggas deep twerking
Done body rap chickens ain't the same i lean breakers
What
You don't wanna play get chopped off the middle
Trappers praise the queen should've being submittal
Tryna sign the best better be a king
Land in Tennessee then I peal these bitches out my things

Bang bang bang bang
Seen these pussy speaking gang
You ain't a blood better bend down
Came till my block give them head now
You gonna need better skills
Now u dealing with the real killers
24/7 D-rank
Like you took shots, Big pain
Im as sharp as a knife check my rhymes, this flow is finessing it
And I'm old school vibe, I be damn if y'all try, Imma smack these kids
No sense to your life everyday full of lies speak up you shit
I just came to the game, cleaned and about to regain bitch Got off my dick
Does he gag now
Oh oh now he gags slow

What up bitch? Don't f*ck with me
Don't f*cking f*ck with me coz I will beat you
Do you know what it means when I say I'll f*cking beat you
I'm the Queen pull up
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