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Marry Poppins (My Bih Bad) Video (MV)




Performed By: SaucyKing
Language: English
Length: 2:06
Written by: Eric Cheatham




SaucyKing - Marry Poppins (My Bih Bad) Lyrics




Ooo Aye Choppa wit a Flute Gucci in my Suit
Baby Girl who is you...
Aye i'ma talk my shit you know who I'm feeling like?
Feel'n like Tony Montana all my niggas Pressing
Boy you ain't not popping my boys we like Whopping
Ooo aye Gucci On da Stocking my Bih Bad
My Bih Bad
Nigga we ain't Cap'n Everywhere I go Niggas know I'm The Captain
My nigga got yo Hoe that hoe she be Mac'n
Nigga you a bitch so I call you Mary Poppins
Pull up with a stick I'm f*cking on yo bih
Sike Nigga you a bitch pull up you'll get stripped
Yo girl like a chip craving Sauce on her Lip
Since my shit trash, Why you Gas'n Clown ass Bitch?

I'm garbage straight trash laugh Bitch What?
Bitch who is you mhm never heard of you
Saucy on Da beat got the whole f*cking crew
Sick with the Flu my boo keep me cool
Boy you a fool my bih bad period Pooh
Pull up we gone shoot need my big rack by shoe
Shawty kinda cute hit the note like a Flute
2 bic on me a nigga want smoke run up you'll get Roached
2 bihs on me you need to go Captain save no Hoe
Running up my dough I'm in Love with The Bankroll
Don't call my phone you is a Simp Hoe
Red Dot on my Scope I'm Moving like The Goat
Diamond on froze no need horoscope
Drip'n on the Low got my nigga VLONE
Pressing on these niggas cuz I'm wearing what I stole
Boy who is you? Hit em 1 2 Choppa wit a Flute
He gone go Poof. Who you gonna Shoot?
Who you gonna Shoot? Choppa on da Roof it go Doot Doot Do aye...
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English

Ooo Aye Choppa wit a Flute Gucci in my Suit
Baby Girl who is you...
Aye i'ma talk my shit you know who I'm feeling like?
Feel'n like Tony Montana all my niggas Pressing
Boy you ain't not popping my boys we like Whopping
Ooo aye Gucci On da Stocking my Bih Bad
My Bih Bad
Nigga we ain't Cap'n Everywhere I go Niggas know I'm The Captain
My nigga got yo Hoe that hoe she be Mac'n
Nigga you a bitch so I call you Mary Poppins
Pull up with a stick I'm f*cking on yo bih
Sike Nigga you a bitch pull up you'll get stripped
Yo girl like a chip craving Sauce on her Lip
Since my shit trash, Why you Gas'n Clown ass Bitch?

I'm garbage straight trash laugh Bitch What?
Bitch who is you mhm never heard of you
Saucy on Da beat got the whole f*cking crew
Sick with the Flu my boo keep me cool
Boy you a fool my bih bad period Pooh
Pull up we gone shoot need my big rack by shoe
Shawty kinda cute hit the note like a Flute
2 bic on me a nigga want smoke run up you'll get Roached
2 bihs on me you need to go Captain save no Hoe
Running up my dough I'm in Love with The Bankroll
Don't call my phone you is a Simp Hoe
Red Dot on my Scope I'm Moving like The Goat
Diamond on froze no need horoscope
Drip'n on the Low got my nigga VLONE
Pressing on these niggas cuz I'm wearing what I stole
Boy who is you? Hit em 1 2 Choppa wit a Flute
He gone go Poof. Who you gonna Shoot?
Who you gonna Shoot? Choppa on da Roof it go Doot Doot Do aye...
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Writer: Eric Cheatham
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