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Cool Black Hair Bob Nice Teeth Smile Near Me

Cool Black Hair Bob Nice Teeth Smile Near Me

Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile I like your style, I like your style I ain't gon' lie, I need you (Woo) Don't let me in it (Don't let me in it) I might just breed you, look (I might just breed you, okay) She said she wanna be a teacher Damn, in my head, she would look good as a teacher (Teacher)

Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile (Yeah) I like your style, I like your style (I like your style) [Verse 2: Pop Smoke] I ain't gon' lie, I need you (Woo) Don't let me in it (Don't let me in it)

Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile I like your style, I like your style [Verse 2: Pop Smoke] I ain’t gon’ lie, I need you (Woo) Don’t let me in it (Don’t let me in it) I might just breed you, look (I might just breed you, okay) She said she wanna be a teacher

Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile (Yeah) I like your style, I like your style (I like your style) Baby, we could take it all away Fast whips, cash trips, ass crisp Yeah, you know I got it (What you want?) Bad bitch, mad thick, high fashion I don’t need a stylist, I’m him Get you there, I could fly you in (Uh-huh, uh-huh)

Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile I like your style, I like your style [Verse 2: Pop Smoke] I ain't gon' lie, I need you (Woo) Don't let me in it (Don't let me in it) I might just breed you, look (I might just breed you, okay) She said she wanna be a teacher

Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile I like your style, I like your style. I ain’t gon’ lie, I need you (Woo) Don’t let me in it (Don’t let me in it) I might just breed you, look (I might just breed you, okay) She said she wanna be a teacher Damn, in my head, she would look good as a teacher (Teacher)

Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile I like your style, I like your style [Pop Smoke] I ain't gon' lie, I need you (Woo) Don't let me in it (Don't let me in it) I might just breed you, look (I might just breed you, okay) She said she wanna be a teacher

Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile I like your style, I like your Ayy, lightskin, tatted, ayy I ain't got no heart 'cause I'm sad, ayy And I grip a semi-automatic, ayy Niggas get to tweakin', let 'em have it And I came up from the block 'cause I'm heavy If it ain't about the money, it don't matter I'm a real life killer, she a ratter

Here's to you for giving me your children (Oh, oh) Shorty, light-skinned (Woo), tatted, ass fat (Grrt) I need your number and that's that (That's that) I need your number and that's that (Huh) Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile I like your style, I like your, uh Shorty, light-skinned, tatted, huh, ass fat (Grrt) I need your number and that's that (That's that) I need your number and that's.

Here's to you for giving me your children (Oh, oh) Uh, shorty, light-skinned (woo), tatted, ass fat (grrt) I need your number and that's that (that's that) I need your number and that's that (huh) Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile I like your style, I like your, uh Shorty, light-skinned, tatted, huh, ass fat (grrt) I need your number and that's that (that's that) I need your number and that's.

Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile (Yeah) I like your style, I like your style (I like your style) [Verse 3: Calboy] Ayy, lightskin, tatted, ayy I ain’t got no heart ’cause I’m a savage, ayy And I grip a semi-automatic, ayy Niggas get to tweakin’, let ’em have it