B.B.T. Lyrics – The Cool Kids
Singer: The Cool Kids
Title: B.B.T.
Intro: icecoldbishop
Imma imma ooh look imma imma
Risk taker, bad b#tch taker
Chain on her imma bad b#tch maker
New coat they wanna find out the maker
Wake up let’s fly to jamaica
I paid way too much money for this coat to let you f#ck it up (stupid b#tch)
Verse: icecoldbishop
Hold up wait, look
Gave my thousand dollar jacket to my b#tch when she cold
Rollie for the summer and my b#tch get her own, look
Give her anything cuz she stick to the code, ahha
If a b#tch get to tripping imma bop on a hoe
Turn the lights off
b#tch i don’t play fair this is my ball
I’ll put a black ring round ya eyeball
Whatchu mean she don’t answer when you bang line
Give it here i bet thе b#tch answer my call
Hello?
Whatchu doin?
See n#gg#, i told you
I need a band for the gamе i just sold you
The game is to be sold and not to be told
Ahha, ahha
Chorus: icecoldbishop
Do you wanna take the bus or the plane let me know (let me know)
Do you wanna get a clutch or a chain let me know (let me know)
We could slide to the mall do ya thang let me know (let me know)
Baby when you sick of f#ckin with them lames let me know
Verse: trinidad james
Lemme slide in this b#tch like a finger roll (slide)
I’m b a d smooth criminal (bad)
Go b i g on a n#gg# tho (big)
I can’t make money with a simple hoe (no sir)
A1 g perico we can let it snow
Imma real temptation you could let em know (let her know)
Rip my n#gg# nip its a marathon (nip)
For them crip blue strips we can get it on (come on)
Im the wrong type of n#gg# that you wanna sh#t on (wrong type)
I get rick james when i put the sh#t on (rick james)
I got real good dick for a b#tch to get on (real good)
And my b a g like my money real long (hey)
She so naked baby try this on
f#ck me leave then fly back home
Need rip my heart so cold
Be bad for me i won’t do you wrong
Chorus: icecoldbishop
Do you wanna take the bus or the plane let me know
Do you wanna get a clutch or a chain let me know
We could slide to the mall do ya thang let me know
Baby when you sick of f#ckin with them lames let me know
Verse: g perico
When you sick of f#ckin with them lames lemme know somethin
Jump in the vette let’s ride around and smoke somethin
I see the same hoe, every city that i go (that i go)
From atlanta back to figueroa (figueroa)
I told the b#tch get the wagyu
She said she don’t like pasta, ok its time for me to stop talkin (stop)
A s class chevrolet driving #ss n#gg# when i jump on the plane i got contraband with me
When i land in the city i’m —- on hookers from the airbnb just movin and juugin
Rolls royce, cadillac, lincoln, and mercedes benz
And if they ain’t f#ckin and suckin too i ain’t paying for none of yo friends
Rolls royce, cadillac, lincoln, and mercedes benz
Uhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaa
Verse: fat ron
Verse: chuck inglish
Chorus: icecoldbishop
Do you wanna take the bus or the plane let me know
Do you wanna get a clutch or a chain let me know
We could slide to the mall do ya thang let me know
Baby when you sick of f#ckin with them lames let me know
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