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Dreadhead Ced - Salty Bitches (feat. $teven Cannon) Lyrics




New Ferrari, Cal Extendents, getting money
Used to whip in a Mazda 3
Crashing Chryslers, Stealin Bitches, Gucci Sandals, Free Ball In My Margielas
Need a lamb, need a jag, need a crib, need a bag, you need a ring
Treat me bad, wish she had, i be xan, f*ck these ho's middle finger

She wish that she ain't do me bad
She wish that she ain't do me bad
She wish that she ain't do me bad
Now i pull up in a jag (SKRT)
She wish that she ain't do me bad
She wish that she ain't do me bad
She wish that she ain't do me bad
Now all of her friends want my ass

She wish that my sex wasn't good
She know im the best with the mud
She hope they dont play me in clubs
Im the mailman with the jugs
She hope i get caught with the dope
She hope that i lose my new coat
She hope i OD off the lean
She hope i get caught with the beam (AYE)
Tryna get money off work (AYE)
She think that im smokin on dirt (AYE)
Tryna hit me where it hurt (AYE)
N*gga I grow all my herb (AYE)
I dont even know how the plug sound
I dont even know what the plug drive
Lil n*gga bout to hit a run down
I risk it all for a 100 pies
Float like a butterfly sting like a bee
Hands can hit what the eyes can't see
Posted in the trap bout to ship it 3 p's
Bouta cop a new whip that ain't more than 2 seats

She wish that she ain't do me bad
She wish that she ain't do me bad
She wish that she ain't do me bad
Now i pull up in a jag (SKRT)
She wish that she ain't do me bad
She wish that she ain't do me bad
She wish that she ain't do me bad
Now all of her friends want my ass

She wish that they ain't do me bad
Cuz now i pull up with that bag
She textin me tellin me sorry
And that im the best that she had
She hope i dont get me a deal
She hopin i dont see a mil
She hate that i keep it so real
She hope i get caught with the seals
Tryna get money off rap
If not then its back to the trap
I might just run up a check, go cop me a jag, and make it right back
Yea she would hate to see that
I know she would hate to see that
Pull up with 2 bitches, just so she know its a wrap
She hate that I get so much love
And hate when this song play in clubs
She hope i fall off with the plug
She hope i get caught by the fuzz
She hate that Im gaining a buzz
She hope i stay down in the mud
She hopin thats mid in my blunt
But all i smoke on is that crud
Balencies is all on my feet, got gold all over my teeth
All of this money on me, now she wish she didn't leave
I dont even care if she in her feelings
Cuz she hate it when she see a n*gga winnin
Goin to the top, straight to the ceilin
So its f*ck a bitch thats how im feelin

She wish that she ain't do me bad
She wish that she ain't do me bad
She wish that she ain't do me bad
Now i pull up in a jag (SKRT)
She wish that she ain't do me bad
She wish that she ain't do me bad
She wish that she ain't do me bad
Now all of her friends want my ass
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New Ferrari, Cal Extendents, getting money
Used to whip in a Mazda 3
Crashing Chryslers, Stealin Bitches, Gucci Sandals, Free Ball In My Margielas
Need a lamb, need a jag, need a crib, need a bag, you need a ring
Treat me bad, wish she had, i be xan, f*ck these ho's middle finger

She wish that she ain't do me bad
She wish that she ain't do me bad
She wish that she ain't do me bad
Now i pull up in a jag (SKRT)
She wish that she ain't do me bad
She wish that she ain't do me bad
She wish that she ain't do me bad
Now all of her friends want my ass

She wish that my sex wasn't good
She know im the best with the mud
She hope they dont play me in clubs
Im the mailman with the jugs
She hope i get caught with the dope
She hope that i lose my new coat
She hope i OD off the lean
She hope i get caught with the beam (AYE)
Tryna get money off work (AYE)
She think that im smokin on dirt (AYE)
Tryna hit me where it hurt (AYE)
N*gga I grow all my herb (AYE)
I dont even know how the plug sound
I dont even know what the plug drive
Lil n*gga bout to hit a run down
I risk it all for a 100 pies
Float like a butterfly sting like a bee
Hands can hit what the eyes can't see
Posted in the trap bout to ship it 3 p's
Bouta cop a new whip that ain't more than 2 seats

She wish that she ain't do me bad
She wish that she ain't do me bad
She wish that she ain't do me bad
Now i pull up in a jag (SKRT)
She wish that she ain't do me bad
She wish that she ain't do me bad
She wish that she ain't do me bad
Now all of her friends want my ass

She wish that they ain't do me bad
Cuz now i pull up with that bag
She textin me tellin me sorry
And that im the best that she had
She hope i dont get me a deal
She hopin i dont see a mil
She hate that i keep it so real
She hope i get caught with the seals
Tryna get money off rap
If not then its back to the trap
I might just run up a check, go cop me a jag, and make it right back
Yea she would hate to see that
I know she would hate to see that
Pull up with 2 bitches, just so she know its a wrap
She hate that I get so much love
And hate when this song play in clubs
She hope i fall off with the plug
She hope i get caught by the fuzz
She hate that Im gaining a buzz
She hope i stay down in the mud
She hopin thats mid in my blunt
But all i smoke on is that crud
Balencies is all on my feet, got gold all over my teeth
All of this money on me, now she wish she didn't leave
I dont even care if she in her feelings
Cuz she hate it when she see a n*gga winnin
Goin to the top, straight to the ceilin
So its f*ck a bitch thats how im feelin

She wish that she ain't do me bad
She wish that she ain't do me bad
She wish that she ain't do me bad
Now i pull up in a jag (SKRT)
She wish that she ain't do me bad
She wish that she ain't do me bad
She wish that she ain't do me bad
Now all of her friends want my ass
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Writer: Cedric Bell
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