B.B. lyrics

[Intro: Juicy J]
Ya'll know the business man
Ya'll gon' have to pay all her motherf*cking bills n*gga, cash
Ya, I see that new bentley truck n*gga you gon' have to buy that sh*t n*gga
Uh huh, ya it does cost a lot motherf*cka
But she worth it, know the business n*gga
The realest trippy chick n*gga

[Verse 1: Lola Monroe]
Hey, yo, Chev, tell these bammers we the best for real
Ay, yo, Juice point out the next b*tch for me to kill
Kill mo', whats the deal though
f*ck all these pussies, no dildo
Let me introduce muah, see I'm the coldest b*tch to introduce you
To the coldest sh*t your intros too small
This big sh*t we a big deal this must have been how B.I.G. feel
Unstoppable, untoppable, this sh*t a breeze my writing so tropical
Leave them sucking for them hoes no Popsicles
Taylor Givenchy gowns and it ain't coppable

[Hook]
Ya, she Taylor'd up on some boss sh*t (X3)
Living life on some f*ck the cost sh*t (X3)
Bout that money you know she all in (X3)
Now you tell me who the boss b*tch (X3)
[Verse 2: Chevy Woods]
Uh, Versace pieces come out in the summer
She been getting this bread but now these b*tches want it
They talk about it but she really do it
f*ck that old sh*t she be always in the newest
If want to bullsh*t ya you gotta go
Show some courtesy my n*gga ya that's miss Monroe
Bout that money we ain't trippin' ya we making that
Put that on the gang and that's fame n*gga Taylor that

[Hook]

[Outro: Juicy J]
Hope you motherf*ckas got ya cash up
Uh huh, ya it's very expensive n*gga
The conversation, just to get on the phone is expensive n*gga
Ya n*gga, cash
Good job n*gga, take care of your mom n*gga
(hook in backround)