Aye, Aye, Qua
Aye, Aye, Qua
Yeah, yeah, what?
It's QuaDaDonn
Bitch you weird
You f*cking with bitches who don't even like you
He don't buy your food, don't pay for your nails
But you letting that nigga pipe you?
You know that I'm pretty, so when we take selfies. You don't even want me beside you
When you speaking to me. Better be direct, cause I don't who that apply to
Back up bitch! Don't get to close, we are not on the same pedestal
I know I'm a snack, cause your nigga ate me, I ain even know was edible
Bitches big mad, cause they try check me, and learn I ain't checkable
I'm taking these niggas, I could f*ck your bitch, if you wanna be technical
Don't got to tell you, cause you see what I'm about
Back in the day, I was turning niggas out
Come get your nigga, he been sleeping on my couch
I know that might've hurt your feelings , bitch ouch
Don't got to tell you, cause you see what I'm about
Back in the day, I was turning niggas out
Come get your nigga, he been sleeping on my couch
I know that might've hurt your feelings, bitch ouch
Bitch, ouch
I just bought an ounce
I might smoke it now
If you broke
Bitch you gotta bounce
Can't chill in my house
QuaDaDonn
I be pimping niggas
Do that shit for fun
Bitch don't play
Better watch your tongue
I pull up with guns
I like paper
I ain't talking loose leaf
Don't run your mouth loosely
Red bone, but my friend is yella
And his name is Juiccy
Bitch you scary
And your friend too
She shaggy you scooby
Told that nigga
Better have a stack
If he wanna scoop me
Agh!
Don't got to tell you, cause you see what I'm about
Back in the day, I was turning niggas out
Come get your nigga, he been sleeping on my couch
I know that might've hurt your feelings, bitch ouch
Don't got to tell you, cause you see what I'm about
Back in the day, I was turning niggas out
Come get your nigga, he been sleeping on my couch
I know that might've hurt your feelings, bitch ouch
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Aye, Aye, Qua
Aye, Aye, Qua
Yeah, yeah, what?
It's QuaDaDonn
Bitch you weird
You f*cking with bitches who don't even like you
He don't buy your food, don't pay for your nails
But you letting that nigga pipe you?
You know that I'm pretty, so when we take selfies. You don't even want me beside you
When you speaking to me. Better be direct, cause I don't who that apply to
Back up bitch! Don't get to close, we are not on the same pedestal
I know I'm a snack, cause your nigga ate me, I ain even know was edible
Bitches big mad, cause they try check me, and learn I ain't checkable
I'm taking these niggas, I could f*ck your bitch, if you wanna be technical
Don't got to tell you, cause you see what I'm about
Back in the day, I was turning niggas out
Come get your nigga, he been sleeping on my couch
I know that might've hurt your feelings , bitch ouch
Don't got to tell you, cause you see what I'm about
Back in the day, I was turning niggas out
Come get your nigga, he been sleeping on my couch
I know that might've hurt your feelings, bitch ouch
Bitch, ouch
I just bought an ounce
I might smoke it now
If you broke
Bitch you gotta bounce
Can't chill in my house
QuaDaDonn
I be pimping niggas
Do that shit for fun
Bitch don't play
Better watch your tongue
I pull up with guns
I like paper
I ain't talking loose leaf
Don't run your mouth loosely
Red bone, but my friend is yella
And his name is Juiccy
Bitch you scary
And your friend too
She shaggy you scooby
Told that nigga
Better have a stack
If he wanna scoop me
Agh!
Don't got to tell you, cause you see what I'm about
Back in the day, I was turning niggas out
Come get your nigga, he been sleeping on my couch
I know that might've hurt your feelings, bitch ouch
Don't got to tell you, cause you see what I'm about
Back in the day, I was turning niggas out
Come get your nigga, he been sleeping on my couch
I know that might've hurt your feelings, bitch ouch
Aye, Aye, Qua
Yeah, yeah, what?
It's QuaDaDonn
Bitch you weird
You f*cking with bitches who don't even like you
He don't buy your food, don't pay for your nails
But you letting that nigga pipe you?
You know that I'm pretty, so when we take selfies. You don't even want me beside you
When you speaking to me. Better be direct, cause I don't who that apply to
Back up bitch! Don't get to close, we are not on the same pedestal
I know I'm a snack, cause your nigga ate me, I ain even know was edible
Bitches big mad, cause they try check me, and learn I ain't checkable
I'm taking these niggas, I could f*ck your bitch, if you wanna be technical
Don't got to tell you, cause you see what I'm about
Back in the day, I was turning niggas out
Come get your nigga, he been sleeping on my couch
I know that might've hurt your feelings , bitch ouch
Don't got to tell you, cause you see what I'm about
Back in the day, I was turning niggas out
Come get your nigga, he been sleeping on my couch
I know that might've hurt your feelings, bitch ouch
Bitch, ouch
I just bought an ounce
I might smoke it now
If you broke
Bitch you gotta bounce
Can't chill in my house
QuaDaDonn
I be pimping niggas
Do that shit for fun
Bitch don't play
Better watch your tongue
I pull up with guns
I like paper
I ain't talking loose leaf
Don't run your mouth loosely
Red bone, but my friend is yella
And his name is Juiccy
Bitch you scary
And your friend too
She shaggy you scooby
Told that nigga
Better have a stack
If he wanna scoop me
Agh!
Don't got to tell you, cause you see what I'm about
Back in the day, I was turning niggas out
Come get your nigga, he been sleeping on my couch
I know that might've hurt your feelings, bitch ouch
Don't got to tell you, cause you see what I'm about
Back in the day, I was turning niggas out
Come get your nigga, he been sleeping on my couch
I know that might've hurt your feelings, bitch ouch
Writer: Quashaun White
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