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Renni Rucci - Don't Like Me lyrics

Artist: Renni Rucci

album: Don't Like Me


I know these bitches really don't like me
They mad
Somebody get them a tissue
Yeah, I heard I got a hating hoe upset
The way I'm shining, see my diamonds
Got invisible sets
They see me climbing to the top
Now these bitches depressed
They tried to hold they nuts on me
So I stood in they chest (bitch)
Bitch, you broke and I'm balling
The nigga got me saved in his phone under Spalding
Pretty clean pussy
Look like the bitch bought it
I'ma let him eat it once, now the nigga keep calling
(Fuck you want?)
I wake up early just to shit on a bitch
Baguettes fighting on my wrist
Louis V on the fit
Got your nigga fanned out, he tryna take him a pic
Said I'm the trillest and the realest
Wanna throw me the dick
(Come get your hoe)
The way I'm dripping, I be walking on water
He call me god
They know I'm really with the shit I be kicking
Ain't no façade
Said you model but you really be tricking
You need a job
I left the strip club and ran up a ticket
I'm living large
I know these bitches don't like me
I been a cold bitch, now a bitch really icy
Ran me up and bag so he know the pussy pricey
Got these bitches mad
All they niggas wanna wife me
I know this money turn him on, he a groupie
I don't fuck broke dick, nah, this pussy bougie
I need me a hood rich nigga, I'm choosy
Clutching on his strap while he gripping on my booty
I'm really having my way
Picking up backends from Friday to Friday
My nigga got a strap in, I dare a bitch to try me
I'm a young turnt bitch, tell your hoe stand beside me
Wanna see a dead body?
I be really killing these bitches
I'm in my bag
Told 'em I don't see no competition
I'm on they ass
Say they big, but they know who the "biggest"
Ain't gotta brag
How you hype 'cause you fucking a nigga I already had (stupid)
All this water on a bitch
A hoe could get rich (splash)
Say they really popping on the 'Gram but I ain't convinced
How you self made?
Without a nigga, you ain't got shit
I'm a real boss bitch, don't need a nigga for the least bit
I bust my Rollie down, I can't tell the time no more
Throw my wrist up just so I can blind a hoe
Got this nigga on my phone, tryna beg me to come home
But I'm sorry baby, I ain't tryna wife no hoe
I know these bitches don't like me
I been a cold bitch, now a bitch really icy
Ran me up and beg, so he know the pussy pricey
Got these bitches mad
All they niggas wanna wife me
I know this money turn him on, he a groupie
I don't fuck broke dick, nah, this pussy bougie
I need me a hood rich nigga, I'm choosy
He clutching on his strap while he gripping on my booty (booty)
Ha-ha-ha, it's the booty for me

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