They Say Shooters Shoot Duke Dennis Lyrics
They Say Shooters Shoot Duke Dennis Song is sung by Jorijana & GloRilla. Immerse into the song’s mesmerizing lyrics, enriching your melodious music experience. Explore the verses that capture the essence of the melody, right here on our lyrics website.
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They Say Shooters Shoot Duke Dennis Lyrics
Song Name: ILBB2
Singer: Jorijana & GloRilla
[Verse 1: Jorjiana]
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
I love bad b^^ches too
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
I’m rockin’ some Trues, what’s new?
Von told me to rap my a^^ off
S^^t, I’m tryna tell him the same
Get to the guap, I’m tryna take this s^^t far, but never forget where I came
I want the richy-richies, but I don’t really care for fame, uh-huh
I want the tracky-trackies, this lil’ ho aggy, he ask do my son need a daddy?
I been poppin’ it, my old ho keep tryna stop me, my old friends turnt wishy-washy
Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
I love bad b^^ches too, aight, ooh
Put me on planes when I land, I’ll still take flight
This lil’ ho cute, finna ask him what he doin’ tonight
Green in the cup, but it taste like Sprite
I love it so wrong, but it feel so right
Uh-huh, it feel so right, uh-huh
Uh, uh-huh, uh, uh-huh
They talk rеal big, but they sharin’ they pipes, woo
Thеy callin’ me Caitlin, I’m ballin’, get your pape’ up
Uh, uh-huh
White in his nose, that s^^t look like makeup
Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh
I love bad b^^ches too
Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
I love bad b^^ches too
Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh
I’m tryna get rich, so f^^k out my face tryna lay up
Haha, uh, uh-huh, I love bad b^^ches too
[Bridge: Jorjiana & GloRilla]
Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh (On gang, gang)
I love bad b^^ches too (GloRilla)
Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh (On gang, gang)
Huh, go, haha (Uh, uh)
[Verse 2: GloRilla]
(Hey, hey)
Yeah, I love them bad b^^ches (Why?)
‘Cause I’m a bad b^^ch too
Caught my n^^ga cheating, boy, why you ain’t call me? (Huh?)
I f^^k bad b^^ches too
F^^k I’ma hate on the next ho for? (The f^^k?)
That ain’t what bad b^^ches do
Naw, we can’t lay up, 11 a.m. checkout, n^^ga a^^ gettin’ the boot (Outta there)
I’m a big dog, I don’t argue over n^^gas (Ho)
Leave that s^^t for the puppies
I can get d^^k anytime I want (Stamp that)
Baby, that s^^t ain’t nothin’
Topic of all these n^^gas discussions (Yup)
But ain’t none of ’em f^^ked me
Like my n^^gas tall and brown (What else?)
And mixed with a little bit of ugly
[Outro: GloRilla]
Uh, uh-huh, they say shooters shoot
Uh, uh-huh, Duke Dennis, what’s up with you?
Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh (Hahaha, Jorjiana, what the f^^k these n^^gas on, man?)
Uh-huh (Uh, uh), on gang, gang
