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Dababy - LIGHTSKIN SHIT lyrics

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LIGHTSKIN SHIT by Dababy


[Intro: DaBaby]
Uh, uh, uh-huh
Yeah (Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)
[Chorus: DaBaby]
My b**ch like a model
Word to genie, she shaped like a bottle
f**k a IG, she too fine to follow
Powerball, b**ch, I just hit the Lotto (Cha-ching)
Tylenol, she too sick, call a doctor (Sick)
f**k a pill, where that pussy? I’ll pop it (I’ll pop)
I’m a dog, I’ma sh*t on my last ho
All the pretty b**ches need a a**hole, let’s go
[Verse 1: DaBaby]
Light skin sh*t
She f**k with me, she turn into a light skin b**ch (Uh, haa)
Family in our business on some hype man sh*t
She ain’t respondin’ to my text, she on some light skin sh*t, I don’t like that sh*t
Pull up with a new ho (Let’s go, skrrt)
Rip my photo, I went bought a two-door (Yeah)
When you out, we on liquor and Nuvo (Huh)
I’ma dog on the b**ch, call me Kujo (Grrr, b**ch, yeah)
I went, ran the score up (Uh)
Put my dick down her throat ’til she throw up (Throw up)
Hard to hide out in public, they know us
Picture’s viral before the sh*t go up (Pic)
f**k is a pic to a rich nigga? (Nigga)
I’m havin’ my way with your b**ch
The same b**ch that was havin’ her way with a b**ch nigga (Hahaha)
Niggas goin’ out sad ’bout these hoes, but me? Um
[Chorus: DaBaby]
My b**ch like a model
Word to genie, she shaped like a bottle
f**k a IG, she too fine to follow
Powerball, b**ch, I just hit the Lotto (Cha-ching)
Tylenol, she too sick, call a doctor (Sick)
f**k a pill, where that pussy? I’ll pop it (I’ll pop)
I’m a dog, I’ma sh*t on my last ho
All the pretty b**ches need a a**hole, let’s go
[Verse 2: Future]
My b**ch in the trap with a mask on (Yeah)
I just flipped two dimes in the restroom (Let’s go)
Had the magazine tucked like a super goon (Baby)
Had to sweep the drug money with the broom (Woo)
Might cop the Chanel in the back-back (We did it)
I can buy the bales with the money in the backpack, yeah (We got it)
And Rolex, yeah
Almost went to Hell, that’s a big fact (Pluto)
I done cut up the wrist on my sleeve (I cut it)
Like I’m suicidal on the jet (Let’s go)
I done turnt your favorite to a pet (Turn up)
Check the hunnid milli presidents, it’s hard to fall off, I’m super relevant (I’m super)
On the billi dollar, killed the middle man tryna treat me like I’m not the trigger man
Got a real one and she reppin’ Taliban, gang (Yeah)
[Chorus: DaBaby]
My b**ch like a model
Word to genie, she shaped like a bottle
f**k a IG, she too fine to follow
Powerball, b**ch, I just hit the Lotto (Cha-ching)
Tylenol, she too sick, call a doctor (Sick)
f**k a pill, where that pussy? I’ll pop it (I’ll pop)
I’m a dog, I’ma sh*t on my last ho
All the pretty b**ches need a a**hole, let’s go



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