URAQT Lyrics

Dt-Dt-Dt On your mobile phone
Dt-Dt-Dt On your mobile phone
You f*ck my Man and Wreck my home,
I'll get my bro to rob your phone [x4]
You Big Dummy

Now Could it be that me and He
Are tighter than J-lo in her jeans
And Could it be that me and He
Are tighter than R.Kelly in his teens
You f*cking With My man
And you text him all the time
You might've had him once
But I got him all the time

Dt-Dt-Dt On your mobile phone
Dt-Dt-Dt On your mobile phone
You f*ck my Man and Wreck my home,
I'll get my bro to rob your phone [x2]

U R A Q T
Is your Dad a dealer Cause you're dope to me
You Throw them Balls across the country
You win gold medals for when you're with me You Big Dummy

Right then, It's On [x8]

He ain't no Word for scrabble
You don't get points for doubles
Menage Trois Lalalalala
I'll bill you for your droudles
You done lost your marble
Like a ball I'll make you dribble
Your the shrapnels in the rubble
I'm a raging bull, a rebel
It's all about the low-blow brown Girl
The No blood, no Love hot girl
The jnkn jnkn jumping off the decks girl
The jnkn jnkn jumping off the rocks girl
You big Dummy

U R A Q T
Is your Dad a dealer Cause you're dope to me
You Throw them Balls across the country
You win gold medals for when you're with me
You Big Dummy

Right then, It's on [x16]

You Big Dummy

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