Barbie Dreams

Album: Queen (2018)
Charted: 36 18
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  • Uh
    R.I.P. to B.I.G
    Classic shit

    I'm looking for a nigga to give some babies
    A hand full of Weezy's, a sprinkle of Dave East
    Man, I ain't got no type, like Jxmmi and Swae Lee
    But if he can't fuck three times a night, peace
    I tried to fuck 50 for a powerful hour
    All the nigga wanna do is talk power for hours
    Beat the pussy up make sure it's a K-O
    Step your banks up like you movin' that yayo
    Somebody go and make sure Karrueche okay though
    I heard she think I'm tryna give the coochie to Quavo
    They always wanna beat it up, goon up the pussy
    Man, maybe I should let him autotune up the pussy
    All these Bow Wow challenge niggas lying and shit
    Man, these Fetty Wap niggas stay eyeing my shit
    Drake worth a hundred milli, always buying me shit
    But I don't know if the pussy wet or if he crying and shit
    Meek still be in my DMs, I be having to duck him
    "I used to pray for times like this"
    Face ass when I fuck him
    Man, Uzi is my baby, he ain't takin' an L
    But he took it literally when I said "go to hell"
    Used to fuck with Young Thug, I ain't addressing this shit
    Caught him in my dressing room stealing dresses and shit
    I used to give this nigga with a lisp tests and shit
    How you want the pussy?
    Can't say your s's and shit

    Dreams of fucking one of these little rappers
    I'm just playing, but I'm saying
    Dreams of fucking one of these little rappers
    I'm just playing, but I'm saying
    Dreams of fucking one of these little rappers
    I'm just playing, but I'm saying
    Dreams of fucking one of these little rappers
    I'm just playing, but I'm saying

    I remember when I used to have a crush on Special Ed
    Shoutout Desiigner, 'cause he made it out of special ed
    You wanna fuck me, you gotta give some special head
    'Cause this pussy had these niggas on some special meds
    Like Mike Tyson, he was biting my shit
    Talking 'bout "yo, why you got these niggas fighting and shit"
    On the real, I should make these niggas scrap for the pussy
    Young M.A., Lady Luck, get the strap for this pussy, uh
    And I would've had Odell Beckham banging the cake
    'Til I saw him hopping out of cars dancing to Drake
    I been a five-star bitch, man, word to Gotti
    I'ma do that nigga Future dirty, word to Scotty
    Had to cancel DJ Khaled, boy, we ain't speaking
    Ain't no fat nigga telling me what he ain't eating
    YG and The Game with the hammer yelling "gang, gang"
    This isn't what I meant when I said a gang bang
    Tekashi wanna menage, I said Tre-Way
    Curved him and went the Kim and Kanye way
    Em copped the Barbie Dreamhouse and you can play the part
    I ain't tryna bust it open in the trailer park

    Dreams of fucking one of these little rappers
    I'm just playing, but I'm saying
    Dreams of fucking one of these little rappers
    I'm just playing, but I'm saying
    Dreams of fucking one of these little rappers
    I'm just playing, but I'm saying
    Dreams of fucking one of these little rappers
    I'm just playing, but I'm saying

    Barbie dreams
    Barbie dreams
    I'm just playing, but I'm saying
    Barbie dreams

    You know I'm all about them dollars
    I be supporting them scholars
    I let him give me some brain
    But he wanted me to ride it
    So I said, "fuck it, I'm in"
    He want a cut like a trim
    And if he act like he know, I let him fuck it again
    I got them bars, I'm indicted
    I'm popping, I'm uninvited
    I said just lick on the clitoris nigga, don't fucking bite it
    I ride his, in a circle
    I turn Stefan into Urkel
    I go around and around and I'ma go down in slow motion
    Then I pick it up, look at it
    I said, "daddy, come get at it," uh
    Yellow brick road, he said I am a wiz at it
    Yeah, they want it, want it
    You know I flaunt it, flaunt it
    I'm a trendsetter
    Everything I do, they do
    Yeah, put up 'em on it, on it
    Dimelo papi, papi
    Yo quiero sloppy, sloppy
    I'll give it to you if you beat it up like Pacqui, Pacqui
    I'ma kill 'em with them shoe
    No ceiling is in the roof
    And I'm BIG, give me the loot, twelve cylinders in the Coupe
    I get dome with the chrome, now tell 'em when I'ma shoot
    I just bang, bang, bang, real killers is in my group
    Gorillas is in my unit, vacationin' where it's humid
    And I shine, shine, shine
    I got diamonds all in my Cubans
    I'm in LA Times more then when niggas lootin'
    And my flow spit crack, I think that niggas usin'
    He done bodied everybody, in closing these bitches losin'
    Using, using, up a bitch moving
    No I ain't Studdard, no no, I ain't Ruben
    Damn, a bitch snoozin'
    Shoutout to my Jews, l'chaim Rick Rubin
    Big fat titties yes, they be protruding
    I be like, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, bring the lube in
    I be like fuck 'em, fuck 'em, bring the lube in Writer/s: Christopher Wallace, Fred Wesley, James Brown, Melvin II Hough, Onika Maraj, Rashad Smith, Rivelino Raoul Wouter
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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