TheLabCook - BM lyrics

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TheLabCook - BM lyrics

[Hook] b**h I'mma make you my BM b**h I'mma make you my BM b**h I'mma make you my BM b**h I'mma make you my BM I cannot f** with you peons I cannot f** with you peons I cannot f** with you peons I cannot f** with you peons b**h I'mma make you my BM b**h I'mma make you my BM b**h I'mma make you my BM b**h I'mma make you my BM I cannot f** with you peons I cannot f** with you peons A.M to the P.M b**h I'mma make you my BM [Verse 1] b**h bed Imma bust in her p**y Pocket stuff with the cookies A model to her to a baby mama She was ridin' in a Honda I'm walking with the cash Vans beaten f** up a check calling names Bend it over let me see it Lot of gold like a pirate Pulled it out too excited My motorcycle let her ride it b**h I'mma make you my BM I might f** hoe for no reason I'm in her p**y it's moist She give me neck , in a Rolls Royce Hundreds , commas I get that check with no problem I took your b**h and I dive in her All of this ice its a cold winter Gotta keep flexin' Cum in the face it get messy Went down in DM Foreign she s**ing and up to A.M to P.M She got a check and she keepin' away b**h I'mma make you my BM [Hook] b**h I'mma make you my BM b**h I'mma make you my BM b**h I'mma make you my BM b**h I'mma make you my BM I cannot f** with you peons I cannot f** with you peons I cannot f** with you peons I cannot f** with you peons b**h I'mma make you my BM b**h I'mma make you my BM b**h I'mma make you my BM b**h I'mma make you my BM I cannot f** with you peons I cannot f** with you peons A.M to the P.M b**h I'mma make you my BM [Verse 2] Baby mama call don't answer In an Aston Martin go fast If you can't keep up go past you I s** on her titties like Dracula Made me a millie' no drop My first baby mama she head im a star I might pa** her to a bar You dont go no money but you in the mall Gucci store I be like gimmie' that In the trap i made a stack Drop a 50 with a sack Baby mama where you at I cannot f** with these rappers Touchdown on the plug like tackle All money wheres the battle She s**ing my dick like a sour b**h I might take you to paris I'm in love she's a 10 I'm a dawg f** a friend Pa**port just came in Naw, Literally I got a Show out in Italy Naw, Literally p**y too good take her to Tiffany's [Hook] b**h I'mma make you my BM b**h I'mma make you my BM b**h I'mma make you my BM b**h I'mma make you my BM I cannot f** with you peons I cannot f** with you peons I cannot f** with you peons I cannot f** with you peons b**h I'mma make you my BM b**h I'mma make you my BM b**h I'mma make you my BM b**h I'mma make you my BM I cannot f** with you peons I cannot f** with you peons A.M to the P.M b**h I'mma make you my BM