Ayy
Go
Ayy, ayy (f*ck these bitches on?)
(I don't even know) Ayy
I might post that nigga up like, bitch, come get him back in blood (ayy, yeah)
Pretty bitch, a hundred tats on me he call me his lil' thug
Ayy, watch how that go, that ho up in this bitch, I'm finna bug (ayy, what?)
If that nigga never bought you shit
You know your place, you're just a f*ck (dummy, f*ck)
Ayy, bitch, I said just what it was (let's go)
I'm not going back and forth about these niggas, don't give no f*ck
Raw lil' bitch, I got them racks on me, can't trick me with that love (no)
See through niggas, 'cause they sus' (bitch)
Tell me now, is you gon' bust? (What?)
Ain't shit funny, bitches laughin'
She the joke, ain't got no cabbage (uh-huh)
Every week I'm at the bank
These bitches watchin' me live lavish (cash)
I ain't gotta have no deal, I'm in the streets
This pussy platinum (ayy, on gang)
I got in and out that shit, ran up a mil'
We call that fastin' (ha, call that fastin')
Ayy, you gotta know, you hoes is lame (ha)
Raisin pussy, dried up bitches, they gon' say my name for fame
If it weren't for Asian Doll, then none of you hoes won't have no chains (go)
Type of bitch can't make it rain (uh-huh)
How you poor? That shit a shame (ha, shit a shame)
Ayy, and we can go for bar-for-bar (bar)
Hoes be watchin' me like TV, wanna fight? Go scar-for-scar (go)
Ain't no pressure 'bout no ho, I took a trip, that shit was far
If I f*ck that nigga now, I bet he be right here tomorrow (tomorrow)
Yeah, bitch, come get him back in blood (blood)
I'm the one and I'm the two, ain't none of you hoes he never cuffed (stupid)
Magic City on Monday, money floor look like a rug (huh?)
Pop my shit 'bout drip, because
They made y'all everything I was (thing I was, stupid)
Ayy, now tell me, do you want smoke?
Not Lil Yachty like Aaliyah
Hundred shots a' rock ya boat (brra)
Ayy, tell me, do you want some smoke?
No Lil Yachty like Aaliyah
Hundred shots a' rock ya boat (gang)
Dummy (yeah)
You bitches failed the test, dumb ass
They in the system
Back In Blood [Asian Doll Remix] Video (MV)
Performed By: Asian Doll
Length: 2:10
Written by: Christopher Pearson, Durk Banks, Lontrell D. Williams
Asian Doll - Back In Blood [Asian Doll Remix] Lyrics
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Ayy
Go
Ayy, ayy (f*ck these bitches on?)
(I don't even know) Ayy
I might post that nigga up like, bitch, come get him back in blood (ayy, yeah)
Pretty bitch, a hundred tats on me he call me his lil' thug
Ayy, watch how that go, that ho up in this bitch, I'm finna bug (ayy, what?)
If that nigga never bought you shit
You know your place, you're just a f*ck (dummy, f*ck)
Ayy, bitch, I said just what it was (let's go)
I'm not going back and forth about these niggas, don't give no f*ck
Raw lil' bitch, I got them racks on me, can't trick me with that love (no)
See through niggas, 'cause they sus' (bitch)
Tell me now, is you gon' bust? (What?)
Ain't shit funny, bitches laughin'
She the joke, ain't got no cabbage (uh-huh)
Every week I'm at the bank
These bitches watchin' me live lavish (cash)
I ain't gotta have no deal, I'm in the streets
This pussy platinum (ayy, on gang)
I got in and out that shit, ran up a mil'
We call that fastin' (ha, call that fastin')
Ayy, you gotta know, you hoes is lame (ha)
Raisin pussy, dried up bitches, they gon' say my name for fame
If it weren't for Asian Doll, then none of you hoes won't have no chains (go)
Type of bitch can't make it rain (uh-huh)
How you poor? That shit a shame (ha, shit a shame)
Ayy, and we can go for bar-for-bar (bar)
Hoes be watchin' me like TV, wanna fight? Go scar-for-scar (go)
Ain't no pressure 'bout no ho, I took a trip, that shit was far
If I f*ck that nigga now, I bet he be right here tomorrow (tomorrow)
Yeah, bitch, come get him back in blood (blood)
I'm the one and I'm the two, ain't none of you hoes he never cuffed (stupid)
Magic City on Monday, money floor look like a rug (huh?)
Pop my shit 'bout drip, because
They made y'all everything I was (thing I was, stupid)
Ayy, now tell me, do you want smoke?
Not Lil Yachty like Aaliyah
Hundred shots a' rock ya boat (brra)
Ayy, tell me, do you want some smoke?
No Lil Yachty like Aaliyah
Hundred shots a' rock ya boat (gang)
Dummy (yeah)
You bitches failed the test, dumb ass
They in the system
Go
Ayy, ayy (f*ck these bitches on?)
(I don't even know) Ayy
I might post that nigga up like, bitch, come get him back in blood (ayy, yeah)
Pretty bitch, a hundred tats on me he call me his lil' thug
Ayy, watch how that go, that ho up in this bitch, I'm finna bug (ayy, what?)
If that nigga never bought you shit
You know your place, you're just a f*ck (dummy, f*ck)
Ayy, bitch, I said just what it was (let's go)
I'm not going back and forth about these niggas, don't give no f*ck
Raw lil' bitch, I got them racks on me, can't trick me with that love (no)
See through niggas, 'cause they sus' (bitch)
Tell me now, is you gon' bust? (What?)
Ain't shit funny, bitches laughin'
She the joke, ain't got no cabbage (uh-huh)
Every week I'm at the bank
These bitches watchin' me live lavish (cash)
I ain't gotta have no deal, I'm in the streets
This pussy platinum (ayy, on gang)
I got in and out that shit, ran up a mil'
We call that fastin' (ha, call that fastin')
Ayy, you gotta know, you hoes is lame (ha)
Raisin pussy, dried up bitches, they gon' say my name for fame
If it weren't for Asian Doll, then none of you hoes won't have no chains (go)
Type of bitch can't make it rain (uh-huh)
How you poor? That shit a shame (ha, shit a shame)
Ayy, and we can go for bar-for-bar (bar)
Hoes be watchin' me like TV, wanna fight? Go scar-for-scar (go)
Ain't no pressure 'bout no ho, I took a trip, that shit was far
If I f*ck that nigga now, I bet he be right here tomorrow (tomorrow)
Yeah, bitch, come get him back in blood (blood)
I'm the one and I'm the two, ain't none of you hoes he never cuffed (stupid)
Magic City on Monday, money floor look like a rug (huh?)
Pop my shit 'bout drip, because
They made y'all everything I was (thing I was, stupid)
Ayy, now tell me, do you want smoke?
Not Lil Yachty like Aaliyah
Hundred shots a' rock ya boat (brra)
Ayy, tell me, do you want some smoke?
No Lil Yachty like Aaliyah
Hundred shots a' rock ya boat (gang)
Dummy (yeah)
You bitches failed the test, dumb ass
They in the system
Writer: Christopher Pearson, Durk Banks, Lontrell D. Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, SMALLBUTBIG MUSIC GROUP, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, SMALLBUTBIG MUSIC GROUP, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.