Tryouts Lyrics – DreamDoll

Tryouts Lyrics by DreamDoll

Yeah, all these bird n#gg#s really making me sick
Next time a n#gg# play with me I’m taking his b#tch
I’m too much of a bad b#tch to f#ck with a lame
Big cuban on my neck make you tuck in your chain

Don’t you even call my phone if you not gon’ book me
Girl, these n#gg#s ain’t sh#t, I might just try out p#ss#
Try try out p#ss#
Try try out p#ss#

Girl, these n#gg#s ain’t sh#t, I might just try out p#ss#
You a grown man, you ain’t gotta lie ’bout p#ss#
Girl, these n#gg#s ain’t sh#t, I might just try out p#ss#
I wanna f#ck India Love in the back of the club

Get her p#ss# wet every time she ask for a hug
f#ck Ari real good while I’m grabbing her throat
Have that n#gg# Moneybagg Yo mad at us both
Cause I’m a bad b#tch, I like pretty girls

I wanna have a threesome with thе City Girls
Cause picture me lеtting a lame n#gg# sit in my house
Ayo, Tae tell Shirley come spit in my mouth
Yeah I wanna freak Jayda inside of the pink Tayga

And tell Coi Leray I’ll be ready to link later
I’m trynna go crazy on Lori, we can make our own movie
Tell Michael B Jordan that I’m sorry
And where Saweetie at? I kinda like you

Say you a Icy Girl, well I like ice cubes
I’m trynna have Teyana Taylor come bust in the spot
Yeah Iman could come too but he just gotta watch
I’m too much of a bad b#tch to f#ck with a lame

Big cuban on my neck make you tuck in your chain
Don’t you even call my phone if you not gon’ book me
Girl, these n#gg#s ain’t sh#t, I might just try out p#ss#
Try try out p#ss#

Try try out p#ss#
Girl, these n#gg#s ain’t sh#t, I might just try out p#ss#
You a grown man, you ain’t gotta lie ’bout p#ss#
Girl, these n#gg#s ain’t sh#t, I might just try out p#ss#

Somebody tell Draya I’m trynna come f#ck later
And tell Rubi Rose I wanna remove her clothes
I’m trynna take Keyshia away from Gucci
On the low, yeah I’m really trynna see if Suki got the good coochie

Real talk, I need Rihanna in all this Fenty I copped
I told her one night with me and her album never gon’ drop
I’m trynna ride my b#tch Megan like a stallion
Do the crybaby on it, have Pardi in the room like you wilding

Yeah and tell the Double Dose I wanna f#ck with them both
And tell Lala I’m trynna put my tongue in her throat
And Mulatto, yeah that’s my lil honey bun
Asked her how many times she came, she said 21, 21

Somebody tell Kehlani I want her fingers inside me
Might call up Jania and tell her meet in the lobby
And I don’t want no smoke but I be praying to God
One day me, Bardi and Nicki gon’ have a ménage

I’m too much of a bad b#tch to f#ck with a lame
Big cuban on my neck make you tuck in your chain
Don’t you even call my phone if you not gon’ book me
Girl, these n#gg#s ain’t sh#t, I might just try out p#ss#

Try try out p#ss#
Try try out p#ss#
Girl, these n#gg#s ain’t sh#t, I might just try out p#ss#
You a grown man, you ain’t gotta lie ’bout p#ss#

Girl, these n#gg#s ain’t sh#t, I might just try out p#ss#
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DreamDoll Lyrics – Tryouts

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