Lyrics Betty Boop (feat. Karlae) - Lil Keed , Young Stoner Life Records , Karlae

Buss it, buss it, bussdown Rollie pollie
Yeah, she love this pole, she can't wait to suck it
Yeah, we play with them racks for real, yeah, they all on budgets
Yeah, that 1942 got her acting twenty-two
Has she ever seen a nigga push a button and lower the roof?
Yeah, we hopped out with that choppa thang like a kangaroo
Yeah, keep it quiet, keep it silent, yeah, them the rules
Yeah, I turn her body up, yeah, she turnt up, Betty Boop
I just had to twist her up in the bed like a screw
Forty diamonds on me, this a ocean, not a pool

Yeah, get some money, tell me don't do it, but I still done it
Yeah, I'm talking 'bout these motherfucking hunnids
Yeah, she went janitor on me
Yeah, she mop it, yeah, she punch
Yeah, she put me in that crush pepper
I gotta get her some money, nah, shawty ain't no dummy
Pop a rubber band, I just had an accident
'Cause I'm crashing on your mans
Yeah, my momma said I'm talented
Go get me some bands, yeah, with no wifey
Cop some flawless diamonds, Keed pendant
We been getting that paper in, way 'fore pandemic
Yeah, I make it rain on her, yeah, she said that she a fan
Yeah, that trap house, it was cold, yeah, we had nun' but a oven
Y'all niggas think I'm something to play with,
'cause a nigga went and turned rapper
We'll send lil' whoop whoop, gon' tag them up, yeah, whack 'em

That's crazy
All these niggas talking 'bout how they seen a dead body
Nigga, everybody went to funeral
Your grandma died, you went to your grandma funeral, ain't it?
Man, see what I'm sayin'?
Everybody done seen a dead body, nigga
Yeah, nigga
I hate when they be sayin' that
Pussy (Woo)

Buss it, buss it, bussdown Rollie pollie
Yeah, she love this pole, she can't wait to suck it
Yeah, we play with them racks for real, yeah, they all on budgets
Yeah, that 1942 got her acting twenty-two
Has she ever seen a nigga push a button and lower the roof?
Yeah, we hopped out with that choppa thang like a kangaroo
Yeah, keep it quiet, keep it silent, yeah, them the rules
Yeah, I turn her body up, yeah, she turnt up, Betty Boop
I just had to twist her up in the bed like a screw
Forty diamonds on me, this a ocean, not a pool

Ayy, face on voi'la (Pretty)
Pussy on wa-wa, diamonds on tie dye, private jet sky high
Won't catch me outside, gotta catch me on my line like wi-fi
Got a fifty on me right now (Right now)
Patty cake on a wrist, lil' bitch, so iced out
Long weave, it's a bust out (Bust out)
Too boujee for a roof, one button let the top down
Push it, push it, I'm top ten, bitch pop it like a Perc' 10
It's good pussy, he surfing, got him fiending like the [?]
I'm the blueprint, these other hoes my students, aye
Bitch, I'm too rich, you too broke to get into it, uh

Buss it, buss it, bussdown Rollie pollie
Yeah, she love this pole, she can't wait to suck it
Yeah, we play with them racks for real, yeah, they all on budgets
Yeah, that 1942 got her acting twenty-two
Has she ever seen a nigga push a button and lower the roof?
Yeah, we hopped out with that choppa thang like a kangaroo
Yeah, keep it quiet, keep it silent, yeah, them the rules
Yeah, I turn her body up, yeah, she turnt up, Betty Boop
I just had to twist her up in the bed like a screw
Forty diamonds on me, this a ocean, not a pool