Paroles de la chanson Maldives par Br3nya

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Paroles de la chanson Maldives par Br3nya

Who else?
Mmm

I need a nigga who gon' take me Maldives
Fuck around, drop a humid on me
If I buss it, can you get me AP?
Hot girl, gotta keep me on freeze
He know he want spend his money on me
Bad bitch so you know I ain't cheap
I been all around the world, seen a whole lotta girls
But ain't none of them badder than me

I got niggas that gon' spend it on my say so
Can't fuck him if he stingy with the pesos
Got that creamy but this ain't no Alfredo

Asked him how it tastes, he say, “Baby, muy bueno” (Mwah)
I go dumb on the dick like I got low IQ
I ride for more than ten minutes if I really like you
Make a bum bitch sick when I'm spazzin' in the booth
Married to this fuckin' money, that's why I said, “I do”
Mmm, I like it like that
Course I got an attitude when this ass is so fat
I'm a meal, and you a snack
You a pussy, get the strap
If I let him put him tip, she won't ever get him back
I been a spoiled bitch from young
How a nigga not gon' get me everythin' that I want?

How a nigga not gon' eat it from the back to the front?
They ain't never wanted smoke, so I don't ever pass the blunt, ow

I need a nigga who gon' take me Maldives
Fuck around, drop a humid on me
If I buss it, can you get me AP?
Hot girl, gotta keep me on freeze
He know he want spend his money on me
Bad bitch so you know I ain't cheap
I been all around the world, seen a whole lotta girls
But ain't none of them badder than me

Knick, knack, paddy whack, I gave your dog a bone (I did)
You should report him missin', he ain't comin' back home (Sorry)

This ain't fake, batty fat, this is homegrown
My kitties sittin' upright like they're silicone
You can call me Sade, I'm a smooth operator
I give him ass for breakfast, then he save the rest for later
The way he slid up in this, would've thought he was a skater
It's Br3yna, a.k.a, the dumb bitch slayer
Got that good throat, call me llama
I like man long like banana
I need M's just like McDonald's
They my kids and I'm Madonna
I need the PJ, not pyjamas
Pull up in Mercedes, Hummers
Don't care who the fuck you are
If you don't like me, suck ya mama (Suck ya mama)
If my name up in your mouth, I hope you gag (Ah)
I'm probably with my bitches poppin' tags (Uh-huh)

Or I'm probably with your nigga coppin' bags (True)
Word to Michael Jackson, who's bad?

I need a nigga who gon' take me Maldives
Fuck around, drop a humid on me
If I buss it, can you get me AP?
Hot girl, gotta keep me on freeze
He know he want spend his money on me
Bad bitch so you know I ain't cheap
I been all around the world, seen a whole lotta girls
But ain't none of them badder than me

Yo, you already know
Who the fuck it is
It's Br3yna, the baddest
Obviously

You already knew that though
Fuck you bitches, fuck you hoes
Still take your nigga anyway, still take your nigga any day
And you know a bad bitch don't play

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