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Barba - Dangerous Lyrics



Barba - Dangerous Lyrics




I pull up in a Beamer drop top
Got bitches in the back and they twerking non stop
Shits gettin crazy it's about to pop off
Like champagne
All da homies got money so we gonna make it rain
Pull up next week we doing that shit again
Pull up next week we doing that shit again

You like to switch up
I've never switched up
Got some bitches hit me up like why ain't you pick up
Saying they miss the love and the sexy stuff
Baby loving me is to dangerous
I never watch my back cuz in the gang I trust
Living by your standards that just ain't for us
Rolling Russian creams listening to Frank ocean
Play with your kitty baby not with your emotions
Hands between yo thighs baby have you super soakin
Say you gotta a lot of friends, why are you alone then?

Nobody ever put in work cuz they feel like they chosen
I'm gonna be on magazines and mother f*cken posters
My niggas keep the heat
Like the waffles in the toasters
We ain't talking shit just saying don't provoke us
We like superman cuz we stay laser focused
We Dangerous, we dangerous, yeah we dangerous

I pull up in a Beamer drop top
Got bitches in the back and they twerking non stop
Shits gettin crazy it's about to pop off
Like champagne
All da homies got money so we gonna make it rain
Pull up next week we doing that shit again
We doing that shit again
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I pull up in a Beamer drop top
Got bitches in the back and they twerking non stop
Shits gettin crazy it's about to pop off
Like champagne
All da homies got money so we gonna make it rain
Pull up next week we doing that shit again
Pull up next week we doing that shit again

You like to switch up
I've never switched up
Got some bitches hit me up like why ain't you pick up
Saying they miss the love and the sexy stuff
Baby loving me is to dangerous
I never watch my back cuz in the gang I trust
Living by your standards that just ain't for us
Rolling Russian creams listening to Frank ocean
Play with your kitty baby not with your emotions
Hands between yo thighs baby have you super soakin
Say you gotta a lot of friends, why are you alone then?

Nobody ever put in work cuz they feel like they chosen
I'm gonna be on magazines and mother f*cken posters
My niggas keep the heat
Like the waffles in the toasters
We ain't talking shit just saying don't provoke us
We like superman cuz we stay laser focused
We Dangerous, we dangerous, yeah we dangerous

I pull up in a Beamer drop top
Got bitches in the back and they twerking non stop
Shits gettin crazy it's about to pop off
Like champagne
All da homies got money so we gonna make it rain
Pull up next week we doing that shit again
We doing that shit again
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Writer: Carlos Barba
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Performed By: Barba
Language: English
Length: 2:16
Written by: Carlos Barba

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