Ann Marie

"Ayeee"

[Intro]
Ayy

[Chorus]
Ayy, all my b*tches bad and they with the sh*ts
If it ain't about a bag, it's irrelevant
I got all these b*tches mad, yeah, they hella bent
Now I ain't f*ckin' on these n*ggas, b*tch, I'm celibate
Ayy, all my b*tches bad and they with the sh*ts
Ayy, if it ain't about a bag, it's irrelevant
Ayy, I got all these b*tches mad, yeah, they hella bent
Ayy, I ain't f*ckin' on these n*ggas, b*tch, I'm celibate

[Verse 1]
Ayy, if it ain't about the money, what the beef about? (What?)
My name stay in b*tches mouths, what they be about? (What?)
They know I'm gettin' money, now I guess they want the clout (Okay)
Now you can't stick yo di*k in me, but you can give me mouth
Ayy, I'm real disrespectful when that Henny in me
b*tches got a lot to say but quiet when they runnin' to me
b*tch, if I ain't sendin' for you, you should not be comin' for me
All my n*ggas trained to go, you know just how they comin' for me (Boom boom boom)
Bang, every time you see me, you see me with gang
b*tch, I'm yo n*gga pick 'cause we are not the same
And I don't need a n*gga, money ain't a thing
But it never make me change, I'm just sayin', ayy ayy

[Chorus]
Ayy, all my b*tches bad and they with the sh*ts
If it ain't about a bag, it's irrelevant
I got all these b*tches mad, yeah, they hella bent
Now I ain't f*ckin' on these n*ggas, b*tch, I'm celibate
Ayy, all my b*tches bad and they with the sh*ts
Ayy, if it ain't about a bag, it's irrelevant
Ayy, I got all these b*tches mad, yeah, they hella bent
Ayy, I ain't f*ckin' on these n*ggas, b*tch, I'm celibate

[Verse 2]
Little b*tch, but I make big plays
All these hoes gettin' boring, tell these b*tches make waves
I don't really give a f*ck what a b*tch gotta say
I'm just tryna get money, get bread, get paid
Man, these hoes gonna drown tryna copy the wave
Don't f*ck with too many 'cause b*tches be fake
Talkin' that sh*t, tell 'em make somethin' shake
And he ain't been the same since I sat on his face
Ayy, bad b*tch and I only f*ck with bad b*tches
Never catch me f*ckin' with a lame, I f*ck with savages
Never heard about me gettin' dragged, no, I ain't havin' it
Every thing I drop, it hit a mil', that's what I"m averaging

[Chorus]
Ayy, all my b*tches bad and they with the sh*ts (Ayy ayy)
If it ain't about a bag, it's irrelevant (Ayy ayy)
I got all these b*tches mad, yeah, they hella bent (Ayy ayy)
Now I ain't f*ckin' on these n*ggas, b*tch, I'm celibate (Ayy ayy)
Ayy, all my b*tches bad and they with the sh*ts
Ayy, if it ain't about a bag, it's irrelevant (Okay, okay)
Ayy, I got all these b*tches mad, yeah, they hella bent (Okay, okay)
Ayy, I ain't f*ckin' on these n*ggas, b*tch, I'm celibate, ayy

[Outro]
Ayy, ayy, ayy ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy ayy
Ayy, ayy ayy
b*tch

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