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Simp Video (MV)




Performed By: Rockstar Lex
Language: English
Length: 2:44
Written by: Lexus Hobbs




Rockstar Lex - Simp Lyrics
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These niggas ain't real
These niggas counterfeit
Straight cap
These niggas they cap
These nigggas straight fiction
Y'all niggas simps, you could never be pimpin'
You cuffin' that bitch and you buyin' her dinner
I'm f*ckin' yo bitch and I took her to Wendy's
I don't even know why you trippin
I sent her right home after I hit it...
You know I dismissed it
I sent her a home up in a Uber truck
She callin back she say she wanna pull up
Bitch not today
I'm hittin' yo bitch on camera like Blu-ray
I'm hittin' yo bitch like Bobby Bouchér
If that's your bitch why she catchin' my plays
Ball on you niggas like Kobe fadeaway
My light skin bitch look like Lisa Raye
Idk why these niggas so god damn lame
I'm pullin' up 3x say my name
Pillow talkin' nigga stay in yo lane
Ain't no need to hate I can give you game
We not cool, no I'm not tryna hang
Sharpshooter so give me my space
Nipsey tried to tell you niggas, it's a marathon not a race
These niggas they cap
These nigggas straight fiction
Y'all niggas simps, you could never be pimpin'
You cuffin' that bitch and you buyin' her dinner
I'm f*ckin' yo bitch and I took her to Wendy's
I don't even know why you trippin
I sent her right home after I hit it...
(Tuh yea)
You know I dismissed it
I pull up in Benz you pull up in Honda
Yo bitch look like shrek my bitch like Fiona
F*ckin yo bitch I really didn't want her
Whats her name Tina, nah I think it's Tanya
Whats her name Tina, nah I think it's Tanya
You niggas simps, HOMER
She talk to you anyway she wanna
She talk crazy to me imma disown her
I ain't got time for the drama
Hope out the bed get to the commas
You ain't talking money, you ain't talkin none
These bitches feelin' me Ted Bundy
But I flirtin' unless you talkin' numbers
(Fr)
I only move for the money
These niggas they cap
These nigggas straight fiction
Y'all niggas simps, you could never be pimpin'
You cuffin' that bitch and you buyin' her dinner
I'm f*ckin' yo bitch and I took her to Wendy's
I don't even know why you trippin
I sent her right home after I hit it...
You know I dismissed it
Yeah
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These niggas ain't real
These niggas counterfeit
Straight cap
These niggas they cap
These nigggas straight fiction
Y'all niggas simps, you could never be pimpin'
You cuffin' that bitch and you buyin' her dinner
I'm f*ckin' yo bitch and I took her to Wendy's
I don't even know why you trippin
I sent her right home after I hit it...
You know I dismissed it
I sent her a home up in a Uber truck
She callin back she say she wanna pull up
Bitch not today
I'm hittin' yo bitch on camera like Blu-ray
I'm hittin' yo bitch like Bobby Bouchér
If that's your bitch why she catchin' my plays
Ball on you niggas like Kobe fadeaway
My light skin bitch look like Lisa Raye
Idk why these niggas so god damn lame
I'm pullin' up 3x say my name
Pillow talkin' nigga stay in yo lane
Ain't no need to hate I can give you game
We not cool, no I'm not tryna hang
Sharpshooter so give me my space
Nipsey tried to tell you niggas, it's a marathon not a race
These niggas they cap
These nigggas straight fiction
Y'all niggas simps, you could never be pimpin'
You cuffin' that bitch and you buyin' her dinner
I'm f*ckin' yo bitch and I took her to Wendy's
I don't even know why you trippin
I sent her right home after I hit it...
(Tuh yea)
You know I dismissed it
I pull up in Benz you pull up in Honda
Yo bitch look like shrek my bitch like Fiona
F*ckin yo bitch I really didn't want her
Whats her name Tina, nah I think it's Tanya
Whats her name Tina, nah I think it's Tanya
You niggas simps, HOMER
She talk to you anyway she wanna
She talk crazy to me imma disown her
I ain't got time for the drama
Hope out the bed get to the commas
You ain't talking money, you ain't talkin none
These bitches feelin' me Ted Bundy
But I flirtin' unless you talkin' numbers
(Fr)
I only move for the money
These niggas they cap
These nigggas straight fiction
Y'all niggas simps, you could never be pimpin'
You cuffin' that bitch and you buyin' her dinner
I'm f*ckin' yo bitch and I took her to Wendy's
I don't even know why you trippin
I sent her right home after I hit it...
You know I dismissed it
Yeah
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Writer: Lexus Hobbs
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