Black Barbies Lyrics - Mike Will Made It

Mike Will Made It Nigga 

Sremm Life 

Black Barbies in the city 

Fat ass and pretty titties 

Get dummies for they money 

You sent flowers but I wish I didn't receive 'em 

All your lies I wish I didn't believe 'em 

That boy is a real pussy pleaser 

All that fetty but he never met Masika 

Tuck the chrome 22 in his sneaker 

El Chapo but he crazy like La Quica 

Young girls always lookin' for a soulmate 

But I shoulda listened to what momma told me 

Furry moon boots, shades Dita 

Too high to give a shit about PETA 

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Sativa so strong I'm not blinkin' 

What in the world was I thinkin'? 

New day, new money to be made 

New things for them to imitate 

I'm a fukin' black barbie 

Pretty face, perfect body 

Pink seats in the 'Rari 

Always fuck him like I'm sorry 

Who the fuck is gon' protect her? 

If I really gotta check her 

Peter piper picked a pepper 

And my cake is triple decker 

No Flex Zone, No Flex Zone 

(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no) No Flex Zone 

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I see these silly nigga's flexin', it's a no zone 

You gon' be floatin' in dem rivers like you know Joan 

Island girl, Donald Trump want me go home 

Still pull up with my wrist lookin' like a snowcone 

She said she got a hit record, I said "Oooh shit!" 

Picked up my phone cause I had to call "Bullshit!" 

These bitches havin' nightmares of my new shit 

These bitches pussy and they don't ever do shit 

Hahaha, get it? Douche it-...hahahahahahaha 

Half a mili on the Maybach Pullman, bought it 

Now I'm prayin' all my foreigns don't get deported 

Niggas love me so much they be sendin' me gifts 

And these clown niggas actin', I'mma send 'em some skits 

Bitches can't rap for shit, I'mma send 'em some tips 

All these bitches is my sons, should be suckin' my tits 

(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no, yeah, oh no, no, no, no) 

Now usually I don't do this, I'm Popeye, she's Brutus 

Usually I'm a Christian but this peace is Buddhist 

All of my niggas draw but none of them Cartoonists 

Usually I'm the baddest, usually I'm the cutest 

Usually I'm the flyest, usually you're the stewardess 

And we ain't playin' ball but usually its some shooters 

Are these bitches drunk? These bitches ain't lucid 

Go against the queen your career will be elusive 

Where your plaques? Where them stocks? Word to NASDAQ 

Bitches ass-back, they was never in my tax-brack 

(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no, yeah, oh no, no, no, no) 

That girl is a real crowd pleaser 

Small world, all her friends know of me 

Young bull living like an old geezer 

Quick release the cash, watch it fall slowly 

Frat girls still tryna get even 

Haters mad for whatever reason 

Smoke in the air, binge drinking 

They lose it when the DJ drops the needle