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P Dice - Bahamas lyrics

[Intro: Fetty Wap]
1738
Woah-oh-oh-ah
Woah-oh-oh-ah
Yeah babe
Ah
Woah-oh-oh-ah
Yeah babe
Ah, squad
1738

[Hook: Monty]
That's my lil mama, that's my lil mama
She get it from her mama, get it from her mama
She hotter than a summer, hotter than a summer
And she get plenty commas, she get plenty commas
I finesse a stripper make an easy come up
Tens, twenties, fifties, turn them into hundreds
You get it how you want it, get it how you want it
Smoking on the finest, she from the Bahamas

[Verse 1: Montana Bucks]
She be getting commas and she with the drama
Only rock designer, she look like Rihanna
I might hit Miami, I might get some Robins
She only wanna s** me cause a n***a popular
Riding on a jet ski out in the Bahamas
And we can get to flexing whenever we wanna
She stepping in Giuseppe, some Dolce and Gabbana
If you disrespect then you'll be with piranhas
b**h I'm seventeen you know where to find us
Came up from the bottom, came up from the bottom
That's my lil mama, that's my lil mama
And she get plenty commas, she get plenty commas

[Hook: Monty]
That's my lil mama, that's my lil mama
She get it from her mama, get it from her mama
She hotter than a summer, hotter than a summer
And she get plenty commas, she get plenty commas
I finesse a stripper make her an easy come up
Tens, twenties, fifties, turn them into hundreds
You get it how you want it, get it how you want it
Smoking on the finest, she from the Bahamas

[Verse 2: Fetty Wap]
Baby girl so damn fine, baby girl won't you be mine?
Baby, baby, I love your style, baby I love your smile
Watch how I turn you on, watch how I beat it down, ayy
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Knowing that Zoo raw, look at my engine loud, ayy
He can be hit right now, number goes wrong, ayy
One of my Zoo hoes, we be showing off, ayy
n***a I'm in the clouds, high as f** right now, ayy
You really a pro chilling, better stop and roll
Feel that thing up, let it show baby, ayy
Pump fake and I alley oop, baby, ayy
Hit my phone, showed up in that club baby, ayy
Zoo Gang's really on the true baby, yeah
Squad

[Hook: Monty]
That's my lil mama, that's my lil mama
She get it from her mama, get it from her mama
She hotter than a summer, hotter than a summer
And she get plenty commas, she get plenty commas
I finesse a stripper make an easy come up
Tens, twenties, fifties, turn them into hundreds
You get it how you want it, get it how you want it
Smoking on the finest, she from the Bahamas

[Verse 3: P-Dice]
And I move like Ca**ius with these
You don't need no gla**es to see
You're gonna need a pa** where I be
You're gonna need a pa** where I be
I'm in my ride and I'm smoking
Got a lot of that potion
Tryna ride when she toking
Tryna ride when she toking
I came, oh yeah
Hundred bands that's light change, oh yeah
Homie on that fake sh**, still whack
See that I can't run with that
I can't run with that, no
I got famous over night, man, that's no denying
That coupe looks sorta fly, gotta overbuy
b**h I'm tryna see the skrills, you can see it's real
You fishy n***as ill, I can see your gills
Woah

[Hook: Monty]
That's my lil mama, that's my lil mama
She get it from her mama, get it from her mama
She hotter than a summer, hotter than a summer
And she get plenty commas, she get plenty commas
I finesse a stripper make an easy come up
Tens, twenties, fifties, turn them into hundreds
You get it how you want it, get it how you want it
Smoking on the finest, she from the Bahamas

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