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#PRETTYBOY Video (MV)




Performed By: Verzi
Featuring: Von blondie
Language: English
Length: 2:45
Written by: Marcus Dent, Paul Davis




Verzi - #PRETTYBOY Lyrics
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[ Featuring Von blondie ]

(Yeah, yeah)
Pretty bitches everywhere
Pretty bitches everywhere
Pretty bitches everywhere
Pretty bitches everywhere
What, what, what, what
What, what, what, what
God damn, I'm a pretty boy
And I'm gritty, let me catch you in my city, boy
Put my tongue inside her mouth, she said, "You nasty, baby"
Told my ma', make it out, and now I'm out it, baby
Uh, put a bullet through a nigga durag
These bitches starin' hard, they look, "Who that?"
Why you lookin', if you like me, then just shake my hand
'Cause I'm packin', and I'd hate to have to clap a fan
I don't f*ck with f*ck niggas, I ain't one of them
Bumpin' out the car, like 808s, do the runnin', man
Evel like Knievel, and I'm always f*ckin' stuntin', man
Pull up right beside her, I jump in, baby, f*ck your man
Uh, run them bands, nigga, run them bands
Uh, run them bands, nigga, run them bands
Uh, run them bands, nigga, run them bands
Get to steppin', then we drummin' like a marching band
Pretty bitches everywhere
Pretty bitches everywhere
Pretty bitches everywhere
Pretty bitches everywhere
What, what, what, what
What, what, what, what
Pretty bitches everywhere
Pretty bitches everywhere
Pretty bitches everywhere
Pretty bitches everywhere
What, what, what, what
What, what, what, what
I know who I am and you know who you are (Aye)
We been getting mula baby, we gon' live it large (Large)
Money in the backseat, shorty in the car (What)
Hunnid twenty on the dash bitch, we goin' to Mars
Pop another molly and I'm one with all the stars
Stuntin' on these bitches, I'm that nigga, feel like God (God)
You know that I'm fly bitch, you know that I ball (Ball)
I got all the hunnids and the Percocet withdrawal
Keep it real (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Keep it real (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Keep it real (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Keep it real (What, yeah)
What ho, what ho, throw it up, ho
What ho, what ho, throw it up, ho
What ho, what ho, throw it up, ho
What ho, what ho, throw it up, ho
What ho (Keep it real), what ho, throw it up, ho
What ho (Keep it real), what ho, throw it up, ho
What ho (Keep it real), what ho, throw it up, ho
What ho (Keep it real), what ho, throw it up, ho
Pretty bitches everywhere
Pretty bitches everywhere
Pretty bitches everywhere
Pretty bitches everywhere
What, what, what, what
What, what, what, what
Pretty bitches everywhere
Pretty bitches everywhere
Pretty bitches everywhere
Pretty bitches everywhere
What, what, what, what
What, what, what, what
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(Yeah, yeah)
Pretty bitches everywhere
Pretty bitches everywhere
Pretty bitches everywhere
Pretty bitches everywhere
What, what, what, what
What, what, what, what
God damn, I'm a pretty boy
And I'm gritty, let me catch you in my city, boy
Put my tongue inside her mouth, she said, "You nasty, baby"
Told my ma', make it out, and now I'm out it, baby
Uh, put a bullet through a nigga durag
These bitches starin' hard, they look, "Who that?"
Why you lookin', if you like me, then just shake my hand
'Cause I'm packin', and I'd hate to have to clap a fan
I don't f*ck with f*ck niggas, I ain't one of them
Bumpin' out the car, like 808s, do the runnin', man
Evel like Knievel, and I'm always f*ckin' stuntin', man
Pull up right beside her, I jump in, baby, f*ck your man
Uh, run them bands, nigga, run them bands
Uh, run them bands, nigga, run them bands
Uh, run them bands, nigga, run them bands
Get to steppin', then we drummin' like a marching band
Pretty bitches everywhere
Pretty bitches everywhere
Pretty bitches everywhere
Pretty bitches everywhere
What, what, what, what
What, what, what, what
Pretty bitches everywhere
Pretty bitches everywhere
Pretty bitches everywhere
Pretty bitches everywhere
What, what, what, what
What, what, what, what
I know who I am and you know who you are (Aye)
We been getting mula baby, we gon' live it large (Large)
Money in the backseat, shorty in the car (What)
Hunnid twenty on the dash bitch, we goin' to Mars
Pop another molly and I'm one with all the stars
Stuntin' on these bitches, I'm that nigga, feel like God (God)
You know that I'm fly bitch, you know that I ball (Ball)
I got all the hunnids and the Percocet withdrawal
Keep it real (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Keep it real (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Keep it real (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Keep it real (What, yeah)
What ho, what ho, throw it up, ho
What ho, what ho, throw it up, ho
What ho, what ho, throw it up, ho
What ho, what ho, throw it up, ho
What ho (Keep it real), what ho, throw it up, ho
What ho (Keep it real), what ho, throw it up, ho
What ho (Keep it real), what ho, throw it up, ho
What ho (Keep it real), what ho, throw it up, ho
Pretty bitches everywhere
Pretty bitches everywhere
Pretty bitches everywhere
Pretty bitches everywhere
What, what, what, what
What, what, what, what
Pretty bitches everywhere
Pretty bitches everywhere
Pretty bitches everywhere
Pretty bitches everywhere
What, what, what, what
What, what, what, what
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Writer: Marcus Dent, Paul Davis
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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