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Ice Spice - BB Belt Lyrics



Ice Spice - BB Belt Lyrics
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(Stop playin' with 'em, Riot)

Truey's on and I BB my belt (like)
I'm Miss Poopie, but I never smell (grrah)
He hit my line 'cause he know I'm a sell (grrah)
He got a bitch, but he know I don't tell (like)
I'm a baddie so f*ck how she felt (grrah)
I'm a baddie like, f*ck how you feel (damn)
And I'm thick 'cause I don't miss a meal

And I'm lit 'cause I just signed a deal (grrah)
Everybody be knowin' my name (like)
Just want the money, I don't want the fame (like)
And I'm different, they ain't in my lane (grrah)
Countin' up hundreds, it's how I stay sane (like)
Picture perfect, he lovin' my frame (damn)
I'm a baddie, I do what I do (do what I do)
Like, I'm bad, but my bitches is too (like)
And they know how to move (move)
Niggas flock, we go ku (ku)
I don't get introduced
Yeah, I'm that bitch, so they stealin' my juice
This one bitch is built like an ant, ew (ew)
Crash outs, and they goin' on rants
Cash cow, I be gettin' them bands (damn)
Bitches switchin' but they wasn't trans (grrah)

Truey's on and I BB my belt (like)
I'm Miss Poopie, but I never smell (grrah)
He hit my line 'cause he know I'm a sell (grrah)
He got a bitch, but he know I don't tell (like)
I'm a baddie so f*ck how she felt (grrah)
I'm a baddie like, f*ck how you feel (damn)
And I'm thick 'cause I don't miss a meal

And I'm thick, but I don't got a waist (damn)
Think she pretty, but changin' her face (damn)
Fallin' behind like, bitch, pick up your pace
It was funny 'til I took her place
Her man callin', but I be like, "Who this?" (Who this?)
I'm a switchy bitch, I really do this (damn)
Lightskin, but I'm black, you can tell by my hair (hair)
I get money, bitch, I am a millionaire (millionaire)
Walk in the party, everybody gon' stare (what?)
If I ain't the one, why the f*ck am I here, hm?

Truey's on and I BB my belt (like)
I'm Miss Poopie, but I never smell (grrah)
He hit my line 'cause he know I'm a sell (grrah)
He got a bitch, but he know I don't tell (like)
I'm a baddie so f*ck how she felt (grrah)
I'm a baddie like, f*ck how you feel (damn)
And I'm thick 'cause I don't miss a meal
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(Stop playin' with 'em, Riot)

Truey's on and I BB my belt (like)
I'm Miss Poopie, but I never smell (grrah)
He hit my line 'cause he know I'm a sell (grrah)
He got a bitch, but he know I don't tell (like)
I'm a baddie so f*ck how she felt (grrah)
I'm a baddie like, f*ck how you feel (damn)
And I'm thick 'cause I don't miss a meal

And I'm lit 'cause I just signed a deal (grrah)
Everybody be knowin' my name (like)
Just want the money, I don't want the fame (like)
And I'm different, they ain't in my lane (grrah)
Countin' up hundreds, it's how I stay sane (like)
Picture perfect, he lovin' my frame (damn)
I'm a baddie, I do what I do (do what I do)
Like, I'm bad, but my bitches is too (like)
And they know how to move (move)
Niggas flock, we go ku (ku)
I don't get introduced
Yeah, I'm that bitch, so they stealin' my juice
This one bitch is built like an ant, ew (ew)
Crash outs, and they goin' on rants
Cash cow, I be gettin' them bands (damn)
Bitches switchin' but they wasn't trans (grrah)

Truey's on and I BB my belt (like)
I'm Miss Poopie, but I never smell (grrah)
He hit my line 'cause he know I'm a sell (grrah)
He got a bitch, but he know I don't tell (like)
I'm a baddie so f*ck how she felt (grrah)
I'm a baddie like, f*ck how you feel (damn)
And I'm thick 'cause I don't miss a meal

And I'm thick, but I don't got a waist (damn)
Think she pretty, but changin' her face (damn)
Fallin' behind like, bitch, pick up your pace
It was funny 'til I took her place
Her man callin', but I be like, "Who this?" (Who this?)
I'm a switchy bitch, I really do this (damn)
Lightskin, but I'm black, you can tell by my hair (hair)
I get money, bitch, I am a millionaire (millionaire)
Walk in the party, everybody gon' stare (what?)
If I ain't the one, why the f*ck am I here, hm?

Truey's on and I BB my belt (like)
I'm Miss Poopie, but I never smell (grrah)
He hit my line 'cause he know I'm a sell (grrah)
He got a bitch, but he know I don't tell (like)
I'm a baddie so f*ck how she felt (grrah)
I'm a baddie like, f*ck how you feel (damn)
And I'm thick 'cause I don't miss a meal
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Writer: Ephrem Louis Lopez Jr, Isis Naija Gaston
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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Performed By: Ice Spice
From Album: Y2K!
Language: English
Length: 1:57
Written by: Ephrem Louis Lopez Jr, Isis Naija Gaston
Year: 2024

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