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FDB

Young Dro
2013-03-263:01 minSynced lyrics

"FDB" is a song by Young Dro, released in 2013 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:01 long and contains 56 lines and 406 words.

Lyrics

0:03West Side Bankhead is where I'm from
0:07Everything y'all did has been done
0:11My Trew game and my shoe game
0:13You can't touch that s**t
0:15A B***h that holler 'bout f**k me
0:17Nah f**k that b***h
0:20F**k that b***h f**k that b***h
0:22A B***h that holler 'bout f**k me
0:24Nah f**k that b***h
0:27F**k that b***h f**k that b***h
0:30A B***h that holler 'bout f**k me
0:32Nah f**k that b***h
0:34Three what you wanna do here
0:37B***h I'mma float like root beer
0:38Still workin' on gettin' the Coupe cleared
0:40You ain't got none of my shoe gear
0:42Red on the bottom right that's red
0:44Shorty she a mother She hairy
0:46B***h you ugly and B***h you ugly
0:48And both y'all h*es look scary
0:50I don't wanna get married
0:52Chick you a bird Perry
0:54All eatin' so good these h*es like
0:56Boys you're gettin' fat eat salad
0:57I'm ridin' round and I'm gettin' it in with no blanket
1:01Got your main B***h on my d**k s**t she ain't messin'
1:05Her hips fat I seen her walk past I'm like s**t
1:08She seeing my automobile she tried to push that I said b***h
1:13I bang h*es ridin' in a drop top Range Rove
1:16I train h*es I'm a pimp Trinidad James clothes
1:20West Side Bankhead is where I'm from
1:24Everything y'all did has been done
1:28My Trew game and my shoe game
1:30You can't touch that s**t
1:32A B***h that holler bout f**k me
1:33Nah f**k that b***h f**k that B***h f**k that b***h
1:39B***h that holler bout f**k me
1:41Nah f**k that b***h f**k that B***h f**k that b***h
1:46B***h that holler bout f**k me f**k that b***h
1:51Three FDB man fly like L train
1:56Me and E Louie's got Checkerboards on
1:57You ain't got that pair man
1:59With my FDB clique 33 deep s**t
2:03You tell that b***h man f**k that h*e
2:05I ain't startin' that s**t trick
2:07Six for a birdbath b***h where's your skirt at
2:11Ah I like it blowin' that kush on you like purp packs
2:15Y'all n***as so wack and B***h you so green
2:18I pull up on the scene in the green Celine
2:20Yeah n***a I'm too clean
2:22Westside what's upper Y'all n***as my supper
2:26F**k that B***h 'fore I do that s**t
2:28I might need me a rubber
2:34Belly on rotund one whip four guns
2:52If you see the baby mamma holler:
3:01F**k that b***h that h*e ain't no one
West Side Bankhead is where I'm from
Everything y'all did has been done
My Trew game and my shoe game
You can't touch that s**t
A B***h that holler 'bout f**k me
Nah f**k that b***h
F**k that b***h f**k that b***h
A B***h that holler 'bout f**k me
Nah f**k that b***h
F**k that b***h f**k that b***h
A B***h that holler 'bout f**k me
Nah f**k that b***h
Three what you wanna do here
B***h I'mma float like root beer
Still workin' on gettin' the Coupe cleared
You ain't got none of my shoe gear
Red on the bottom right that's red
Shorty she a mother She hairy
B***h you ugly and B***h you ugly
And both y'all h*es look scary
I don't wanna get married
Chick you a bird Perry
All eatin' so good these h*es like
Boys you're gettin' fat eat salad
I'm ridin' round and I'm gettin' it in with no blanket
Got your main B***h on my d**k s**t she ain't messin'
Her hips fat I seen her walk past I'm like s**t
She seeing my automobile she tried to push that I said b***h
I bang h*es ridin' in a drop top Range Rove
I train h*es I'm a pimp Trinidad James clothes
West Side Bankhead is where I'm from
Everything y'all did has been done
My Trew game and my shoe game
You can't touch that s**t
A B***h that holler bout f**k me
Nah f**k that b***h f**k that B***h f**k that b***h
B***h that holler bout f**k me
Nah f**k that b***h f**k that B***h f**k that b***h
B***h that holler bout f**k me f**k that b***h
Three FDB man fly like L train
Me and E Louie's got Checkerboards on
You ain't got that pair man
With my FDB clique 33 deep s**t
You tell that b***h man f**k that h*e
I ain't startin' that s**t trick
Six for a birdbath b***h where's your skirt at
Ah I like it blowin' that kush on you like purp packs
Y'all n***as so wack and B***h you so green
I pull up on the scene in the green Celine
Yeah n***a I'm too clean
Westside what's upper Y'all n***as my supper
F**k that B***h 'fore I do that s**t
I might need me a rubber
Belly on rotund one whip four guns
If you see the baby mamma holler:
F**k that b***h that h*e ain't no one

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