“Bachelor Lyrics” sung by Turbo & Gunna represents the English Music Ensemble. The name of the song is Bachelor by Turbo & Gunna.
Bachelor Lyrics
Really, ah Do you ever think about me? Really, if you’re honest with me I’d like to see this through Ooh, ah Do you ever think about me? Really, if you’re honest with me I’d like to see this through
Who else you thinkin’ ’bout? I can’t be calling your phone every day F^^k is you thinkin’ ’bout? This s^^t ain’t loyal and this girl is spoiled Your heart like the trash, you can take it out Quit making up s^^t to complain about She lay on the couch, I’m all in her crotch We f^^k then we break up, we f^^k then we make up We f^^k then we break up and make up We f^^ked in Jamaica, we f^^ked at Bojangle We f^^ked in the back of Bottega I ordered the Draco, I’m over the radar You chasing that p^^sy, not paper I slow it all down with the maple You know I got too many flavors
And she fell in love with her neighbor, if I hit it once then I hit it again Face and her body a ten Hair blowin’ in the wind Stoppin’ in town and I beat that s^^t down and I’m back on the road again She come on the low with friends She know I got hoes like I’m Prince They print it, I get it, I got every penny, you know I got plenty of Benjis F^^k in the new condominium, we on the balcony We lookin’ over the city She knows she gotta come drip to get just like a bachelor We never showin’ no pity You got a business then I gotta be the ambassador We got it started in Philly
Who else you thinkin’ ’bout? I can’t be calling your phone every day F^^k is you thinkin’ ’bout? This s^^t ain’t loyal and this girl is spoiled Your heart like the trash, you can take it out Quit making up s^^t to complain about She lay on the couch, I’m all in her crotch We f^^k then we break up, we f^^k then we make up We f^^k then we break up and make up We f^^ked in Jamaica, we f^^ked at Bojangle We f^^ked in the back of Bottega I ordered the Draco, I’m over the radar You chasing that p^^sy, not paper I slow it all down with the maple You know I got too many flavors
Young Gunna got too many flavors, they all sittin’ pretty with white on their toes High-end design on her clothes Ride in back of the Rolls That my lil’ yeah, I love f^^kin’ her face, when it come to that throat, she GOAT She swallow it all and don’t choke I’m pullin’ up on her, fasho I peep that you wanted, ain’t give you no water, we always gon’ f^^k wit’ you, honey Had a few shots and I took her right back to the spot and I gave her the d^^k till the morning She like that s^^t, I been flippin’ her inside and out Our s^^’ll never get boring She said she thinkin’ ’bout me every time I leave out She need to keep on recording
Who else you thinkin’ ’bout? I can’t be calling your phone every day F^^k is you thinkin’ ’bout? This s^^t ain’t loyal and this girl is spoiled Your heart like the trash, you can take it out Quit making up s^^t to complain about She lay on the couch, I’m all in her crotch We f^^k then we break up, we f^^k then we make up We f^^k then we break up and make up We f^^ked in Jamaica, we f^^ked at Bojangle We f^^ked in the back of Bottega I ordered the Draco, I’m over the radar You chasing that p^^sy, not paper I slow it all down with the maple You know I got too many flavors
Run it back, Turbo Do you ever think about me? Really, if you’re honest with me I’d like to see this through Ooh, ah Do you ever think about me? Really, if you’re honest with me I’d like to see this through
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