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Sundress

 

Sundress


Yung Kudge, the boy with no bars
But I've been doing so good so far
She's so fine, but she got no car
So I'll just make the drive but it's so far
Sub-par like PGA
But still hot like the moms in PTA
She want an easy date
I'm in see the way
I've been acting differently PDA

So tell me why, why, why, why (why)
I do these things for you
So tell me why (So tell me why)
So tell me why (So tell me why, why)
Now I say bye, bye, bye (bye)
I ain't simping for these ho's
I'll tell you bye (I'll tell you bye)
I'll tell you bye (I'll tell you bye, bye)

Baby I just wanna fly cuz I can't stop
And you looking real fine in the crop top
Or the blue sundress, I ain't talking 'bout sex
Cuz I'll tell you everyday "It makes your eyes pop" (huh)
Kinda wanna roll with you, and vibe with you
I ain't like these other dudes
I'm sliding through, tell me what you wanna do
I'm asking you to tell me what you wanna do (aye)

It's the greatest white boy since Mike Bibby (aye, what?)
At my first show, Imma pull up with a biddy
When I'm walking down the street, they be pointing and screaming (brr)
Like "God damn, is it MC Gibby?"
On the way to Paris, hope I'm on the right flight (ooh, ohh, ooh)
And I'm hoping that I see you an the right night (ooh, ooh, ohh, ooh)
Cuz if I see your man baby, then we might fight (ah, ah, ah)
But he ain't my height (brr)

I ain't rocking no Saint Laurent
I got a, bad bitch in the Gucci Crocs (ooh, ah)
She wanna, money bag in the Bentley truck (ah, ah)
But I don't wife no ho, cuz I'm MC God, aye
I be pulling all these milfs, shoutout Gravy (ooh, ooh, ohh, ooh)
She be talking 'bout her life, "Damn that's crazy" (ooh, ooh)
How I make so many hits, you should come and pay me (ooh, ooh)
Gotta come so easy, but I'm never lazy (da, da, da, da)

Why, why, so tell me (ooh)
Why, why, so tell me (ooh)
Why, why, so tell me (So tell me why)
So tell me why, so tell me (So tell me why)

So baby Imma tell you why
I don't play no games, don't waste my time (yeah)
I got a bad bitch, sitting on racks (aye)
That's sitting on bags (uh)
That's sitiing on me

So tell me why, why, why, why (why)
I do these things for you
So tell me why (why) (So tell me why)
So tell me why (So tell me why, why)
Now I say bye, bye, bye (bye)
I ain't simping for these ho's
I'll tell you bye (I'll tell you bye)
I'll tell you bye (I'll tell you bye, bye)

So tell me why, why, why, why (ooh) (why)
I do these things for you
So tell me why (why) (So tell me why)
So tell me why (So tell me why, why) (Tell me, so tell me why)
Now I say bye, bye, bye (ooh) (bye)
I ain't simping for these ho's
I'll tell you bye (I'll tell you bye)
I'll tell you bye (I'll tell you bye, bye)

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