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Bobby & Whitney (feat. AngieOnMars) Video (MV)




Performed By: Kaytee
Language: English
Length: 2:13
Written by: Angelina Khan, Kayla Thomas




Kaytee - Bobby & Whitney (feat. AngieOnMars) Lyrics
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Yeah yeah yeah
I cannot trust nobody!
(Yeah) (Yeah)
I cannot trust nobody!
(Yeah)
Pop! Pop Pop!
I bet you miss me
You was my sidekick
Rolling like bobby and whitney
You hit my line you can't call me
You cannot reach me
You take this lesson cuz
I am the one whose teaching!
I fell involve with my melanin (Melanin)
Now all you bitches is bleaching
I got no time for no simple minded people
I won't listen to your preaching
Always wanna suck someone dry (Someone dry)
Yeah I'm tied of ya leaching
Oh you say you a ride or die
When its time to slide
You always missing
They be like K where you get dat drip at (Drip at)
This somethin light something like a kick back (Kick back)
Imma make it pop just like a kit kat (Imma make it pop)
When i come around imma need my shit back (Shit back)
They be like K where you get dat drip at
This somethin light something like a kick back (Yeah)
Imma (Yeah) make it (Yeah)
Pop just like a kit kat (Yeah)
When i come around (Yeah)
Imma need my shit back
(Yeah) (Yeah)
We gone keep giving you hell, huh
We gone keeping giving you hell, yeah
(We gone keep giving you hell)
We got the money for bail, Huh
(We got the money for)
We got the money for bail yeah, yeah, huh
(KAYTEE ) (KAYTEE)
We gone keep giving you hell (Hell)
We got the money for
We got the money for
We got the money for Bail
(KAYTEE)
Open up your mouth Yeah
When you f*cking speak to me
Cooking something nice
And you know i got the recipe
Had them petty bitches shook
They aint even step to me
Drinking all night
And I'm sipping on the hennessy
I don't really need it but
I been feening
You got the reasons
Always switching up like the seasons
When it came to stepping
Talking bout yeen aint mean it
Came right at ya f*cking top
Yeen aint seen it
Bet you miss me on the low
Bet you f*cking with them hoes
The ones that hit me for the DRO
We got the smoke
We gone fire and reload
Make you pussy niggas explode!
Sucked it off ate the meat off the bone
Medusa (Yeah) I turn you bitches into stone (Yeah)
Ever since you left (Yeah) yeah I been on my own(Yeah)
I'm at the top (Yeah)
You at the feet of my thrown (Yeah)
They be like K where you get dat drip at (Drip at)
This somethin light something like a kick back (Kick back)
Imma make it pop just like a kit kat (Imma make it pop just)
When i come around imma need my shit back (Shit back)
They be like K where you get dat drip at
This somethin light something like a kick back
Imma make it pop just like a kit kat (Imma make it pop just)
When i come around imma need my shit back (Shit back)
We gone keep giving you hell ,huh
We gone keeping giving you hell ,yeah
(We gone keep giving you hell)
We got the money for bail, Huh
(We got the money for)
We got the money for bail yeah, yeah, huh
(KAYTEE ) (KAYTEE)
We gone keep giving you hell
(We gone keep giving you hell)
We got the money for
We got the money for
We got the money for Bail
KAYTEE
KAYTEE
KAYTEE
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Yeah yeah yeah
I cannot trust nobody!
(Yeah) (Yeah)
I cannot trust nobody!
(Yeah)
Pop! Pop Pop!
I bet you miss me
You was my sidekick
Rolling like bobby and whitney
You hit my line you can't call me
You cannot reach me
You take this lesson cuz
I am the one whose teaching!
I fell involve with my melanin (Melanin)
Now all you bitches is bleaching
I got no time for no simple minded people
I won't listen to your preaching
Always wanna suck someone dry (Someone dry)
Yeah I'm tied of ya leaching
Oh you say you a ride or die
When its time to slide
You always missing
They be like K where you get dat drip at (Drip at)
This somethin light something like a kick back (Kick back)
Imma make it pop just like a kit kat (Imma make it pop)
When i come around imma need my shit back (Shit back)
They be like K where you get dat drip at
This somethin light something like a kick back (Yeah)
Imma (Yeah) make it (Yeah)
Pop just like a kit kat (Yeah)
When i come around (Yeah)
Imma need my shit back
(Yeah) (Yeah)
We gone keep giving you hell, huh
We gone keeping giving you hell, yeah
(We gone keep giving you hell)
We got the money for bail, Huh
(We got the money for)
We got the money for bail yeah, yeah, huh
(KAYTEE ) (KAYTEE)
We gone keep giving you hell (Hell)
We got the money for
We got the money for
We got the money for Bail
(KAYTEE)
Open up your mouth Yeah
When you f*cking speak to me
Cooking something nice
And you know i got the recipe
Had them petty bitches shook
They aint even step to me
Drinking all night
And I'm sipping on the hennessy
I don't really need it but
I been feening
You got the reasons
Always switching up like the seasons
When it came to stepping
Talking bout yeen aint mean it
Came right at ya f*cking top
Yeen aint seen it
Bet you miss me on the low
Bet you f*cking with them hoes
The ones that hit me for the DRO
We got the smoke
We gone fire and reload
Make you pussy niggas explode!
Sucked it off ate the meat off the bone
Medusa (Yeah) I turn you bitches into stone (Yeah)
Ever since you left (Yeah) yeah I been on my own(Yeah)
I'm at the top (Yeah)
You at the feet of my thrown (Yeah)
They be like K where you get dat drip at (Drip at)
This somethin light something like a kick back (Kick back)
Imma make it pop just like a kit kat (Imma make it pop just)
When i come around imma need my shit back (Shit back)
They be like K where you get dat drip at
This somethin light something like a kick back
Imma make it pop just like a kit kat (Imma make it pop just)
When i come around imma need my shit back (Shit back)
We gone keep giving you hell ,huh
We gone keeping giving you hell ,yeah
(We gone keep giving you hell)
We got the money for bail, Huh
(We got the money for)
We got the money for bail yeah, yeah, huh
(KAYTEE ) (KAYTEE)
We gone keep giving you hell
(We gone keep giving you hell)
We got the money for
We got the money for
We got the money for Bail
KAYTEE
KAYTEE
KAYTEE
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Writer: Angelina Khan, Kayla Thomas
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