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25 Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Yeah, yeah
All bad, they all bad
All bad, they all bad (yeah)
I got twenty five women and they all bad
We got twenty five bitches and they all bad (they all bad)
And we keep on winning winning, know they all sad
Lil' bitch stop with all that bitching, go and get a bag
We just keep on winning winning, know they all sad
I'm a sell my fucking soul, just popping all these tags
All bad, all bad they all bad (yeah)
I'm her dad, she ride it like a moped (ride it, ride it)
Triple six, that's on your whole head (whole head)
Blowing loud, you know that we smoke strong yeah
You a bitch ass lil' boy, you want a thong (thong, yeah)
While you crying on her phone, she at my home
Yeah we up all night, we on
Yeah we up all night, we on
Got a pentagram out, I'm rolling, make this song
I'm in pentagram, I'm writing with this song
Yeah, yeah
All bad, they all bad
All bad, they all bad (yeah)
I got twenty five women and they all bad
We got twenty five bitches and they all bad (they all bad)
And we keep on winning winning, know they all sad
Lil' bitch stop with all that bitching, go and get a bag
We just keep on winning winning, know they all sad
I'm a sell my fucking soul, just popping all these tags
I ain't go to college, I said fuck that shit
I'm ready to sell my fucking soul, they don't know it's lit (yeah)
And I got student athletes asking me to suck they clit
I told my family do not worry, I'm a handle it (I got it)
Go any University, they loving on my stick
Loving steez, they love to suck on me you know it
Yeah I know I'm blowing, all my bitches blondes now
She loving on my songs, I love how she use her tongue
Yeah, yeah
All bad, they all bad
All bad, they all bad (yeah)
I got twenty five women and they all bad
We got twenty five bitches and they all bad (they all bad)
And we keep on winning winning, know they all sad
Lil' bitch stop with all that bitching, go and get a bag
We just keep on winning winning, know they all sad
I'm a sell my fucking soul, just popping all these tags