Mm Mm Mm Mm Rap Song Tik Tok Lyrics

Mm Mm Mm Mm Rap Song Tik Tok Lyrics. Mmm, mmm-mmm (Ooh) Ooh, he want that mhm (Kali) ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob (Yeah, yeah, yeah) He want my number, had to hit him with the mmm-mmm Fantasizing, got him fiendin’ for this mhm (Ooh).

Mm Mm Mm Mm Rap Song Tik Tok Lyrics

Yeah, yeah
Mmm, mmm-mmm (Ooh)
Ooh, he want that mhm (Kali)
ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

He want my number, had to hit him with the mmm-mmm
Fantasizing, got him fiendin’ for this mhm (Ooh)
Thick thighs got him bustin’ out the jeans
Yeah, real dope vibe, turn these n^^gas into fiends
Yeah, I like them nasty, uh-huh-huh (Yeah, yeah)
Bad b^^ch having cake, let him eat it for lunch (Eat it up)
Make a movie on the d^^k, I’ma film my stunts (Yeah, yeah)
And you can have that n^^ga back soon as I get done
Ooh, freak nasty, these b^^ches won’t at me
Stomp a b^^ch head evеn though I keep it classy (Yeah)
B^^ches lookin’ pressеd because I’m cute, they wanna bash me (What?)
Can’t argue ’bout a n^^ga who like b^^ches with a fatty

Can I post you on my page? Mmm-mmm (Nah, nah)
Spend the night at my place? Mmm-mmm (Hell nah)
Call a broke n^^ga bae? Mmm-mmm (F^^k no)
He gon’ do just what I say, mhm (Yeah)

Don’t you know I’m that b^^ch, n^^ga? (Don’t you know I’m that b^^ch?)
You wanna hit, well, I need trips, n^^ga (That n^^ga know I’m finna trip)
New crib, rich ni^^ga, it ain’t sh^t to him (Yeah, yeah)
STK, Oceanaire, I’m a big spender, big tipper
Goyard, Chrome Heart tags (Yeah)
Chanel No. 9s with the shoes to match (Okay)
Make the neighbors call PETA when he beat up the cat (Yeah, yeah)
We gon’ f^^k in different angles, but my favorite the back
Bougie b^^ch still screaming, “Where the hood n^^gas at?” (Where they at?)
Yeah, he Nike Tech fitted with the TEC in his lap (TEC in his lap)
Left hand on the wheel, right hand on the cat (Ooh)
Got a n^^ga out West, tell him bring in the pack
I need two hundred for this occasion (Two hundred)
F^^k you callin’ me your girl and we ain’t datin’? (What the f^^k?)
He been tryna f^^k for months and still waitin’ (And he still gon’)
I told him just like his money, I can’t save him (Finna blow his bag)

Can I post you on my page? Mmm-mmm
Spend the night at my place? Mmm-mmm
Call a broke n^^ga bae? Mmm-mmm
He gon’ do just what I say, mhm
Can I post you on my page? Mmm-mmm
Spend the night at my place? Mmm-mmm
Call a broke n^^ga bae? Mmm-mmm
He gon’ do just what I say, mhm

Mmm-mmm
Mmm-mmm
Mmm-mmm
Mhm

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