Dom Vallie, BIGBABYGUCCI - Abella Danger lyrics

Hi you look really familiar
Oh do I? Ye, where I seen you before?
Probably all over Evil Angel, all over
Brazzers, all over Jules Jordan
All over the internet

Tell me where my baby at
Fuck around make it rain on you
Need me a nymphomaniac
Need my money Saudi Arabia
Little girl tryna play with my heart baby I
Don't think you wanna play with that
Little girl tryna whip all my cars don't
Make me ask for my Mercedes back

Make em hate me ya
But they still hearing me on the radio
Love me not maybe ya
Eithеr way they gonna take me back
Brеak her heart, I'll do it again
I'm in the party with 2 of her friends
Moving it back, she doing her thing
But I love her more when she moving a pack
2 in advance and then I collect
She doing her dance when I give her a check
But she pay me first if we made it from sex
I ain't wearing chains but she
Wet up my neck i swear that the brain was
The best that I had
I'm in the range and I maxed out the dash
She act like an angel when she get mad
But Abella Danger back at the pad

Oh my god
I'll change your life girl why not
She get in the ride and hold on tight
If you riding with me then we'll make it
You can bank it (yeah)

Tell me where my baby at
Fuck around make it rain on you
Need me a nymphomaniac
Need my money Saudi Arabia
Little girl tryna play with my heart baby I
Don't think you wanna play with that
Little girl tryna whip all my cars don't
Make me ask for my Mercedes back

I need a nymphomaniac i need me a Brainiac
Lil shawty gave me top on the spot
Pull up gave me top in the truck
Air n B baby got me a loft
Plenty cheese yea I got me a lot
Sipping lean I done got me a cup
I'm just in the back calling
Shots like a boss
Pop a perc when a nigga get nervous
I be smoking on that loud I know you heard me
She be staring at my diamonds they flirting
I be smoking on runtz like burpee's
I'm a big dawg you a lil nigga, curry
Got the killers with me I ain't gotta worry
I ain't gotta make a call they lurking
My niggas come and kill you
Then go to church quick
I'm rich nigga can't fuck a dirty bitch
Think it's war we just pulled
Up with 30 sticks
Bro sent the beat know I had to murder it
Bro caught a body know we had to bury it
In the kitchen cooking niggas and
My wrist stirring it
Feds looking so you know man
I'm nervous as shit
She be screaming off the dick
Think I murdered the bitch
I got a scope on the Glock
Man I'm never gon miss oh my god
I got a scope on my 45
Me and baby yea we gon slide
Pull up you never gon make it it be danger
Abella Danger