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Hoodbaby Peppa - Her Favourite lyrics

Artist: Hoodbaby Peppa

album: Mixed Emotions


Yeah, On God
On God, yeah yeah yeah yeah
On God
I gave you the wheel and you made us crash
11:11 we wishin' shit last
I know I been a slut
Don't judge me by my past
She want me back then
Few years later dick up in her throat
Subbing me on Twitter
She don't even think a nigga know
Post your business on my gram
You know I wanna see your figures grow
Bae stop tripping when I fuck these girls
You know I hit it then I go
And I got my mask on
They can't even get a kiss
Put her in designer
Now she calling me her favourite
She live in the opp block
Hit her crib with my stainless
Everytime I fuck a bitch
She find out what her name is
I stopped fuckin bitches
Now my tracks up in they playlist
My mom liked you too
That's why I kept you round fa true
You gotta teach me how to love
I'm from the slumbs bae I'm numb
After I beat it up for hours
Then she tell me that she love me
And you was there when it was ugly
So I got you when it's sunny
Ain't done 'til I say
On God
She want to be like Lauren & Nip
On God
Hustlin' I'm trafficking bitch
Hope you don't think I'm gangsta
Cause I'm on this track
Bro told me to switch it up
Still I keep my heater tucked
Off too many drugs
Now I'm fuckin til the sun up
Brought her around say my phrases, yeah
She telling me bout a baecation
Say we gon get married on a convocation
Bae you know I'm working
Give me time just be patient
Got your nails done for you
Cause I just wanna see you cute
No she don't care about designer
She gon get some Jimmy Choo's
And when we fuck don't wear a condom
Take a plan B bae don't chew
Put her in designer
Now she calling me her favourite
She live in the opp block
Hit her crib with my stainless
Everytime I fuck a bitch
She find out what her name is
I stopped fuckin bitches
Now my tracks up in they playlist
My mom liked you too
That's why I kept you round fa true
You gotta teach me how to love
I'm from the slumbs bae I'm numb
After I beat it up for hours
Then she tell me that she love me
And you was there when it was ugly
So I got you when it's sunny
Ain't done 'til I say
She said I'm nonchelant
I'm stuck in my ways
You ain't gon get no second chance
Bae don't think you gon get a bly
And bae I'm sorry for the lies
But I don't got no love inside
We put a movie on oh yeah
But we be fuckin ain't gon lie
Got so much love for my momma
So I treat her like my wife
She do lashes she bout bread
I don't wanna hug just want head
Lately I been entertaining other hoes
Different cause she asking me about my goals
Fucking her to unreleased
She know a nigga on the road
She hold my gun yeah
Real hood, baby
No you the one ya, girl don't play me
Put her in designer
Now she calling me her favourite
She live in the opp block
Hit her crib with my stainless
Everytime I fuck a bitch
She find out what her name is
I stopped fuckin bitches
Now my tracks up in they playlist
My mom liked you too
That's why I kept you round fa true
You gotta teach me how to love
I'm from the slumbs bae I'm numb
After I beat it up for hours
Then she tell me that she love me
And you was there when it was ugly
So I got you when it's sunny
Ain't done 'til I say, foreal

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