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Adam Sandler - YNW Melly Lyrics




Ooh, woah

Ooh, woah

Ooh, woah

Ooh, woah



I can put a bandana on my car antenna like I'm from Atlanta

I don't wanna buy your white boy, it look funny, call it Adam Sandler

Givenchy the money, spashin' blue hunnids inside of Giuseppe store

She suckin' my dick in front of the kid, while they watchin' Timmy turner

And I was like, "Mama, are you glad that you ain't abort me?"

I was like, "Mama, are you glad you ain't ate the Plan B?"

Your son a millionaire and he provided for ya, he a bad me

Just tell me ex bitch, "Stop tryna replace me"



'Cause now when I'm look for her, nigga right there, ain't richer than me

I'm a real Blood, just shinin', yeah, ain't no bitch in me

I'm a real nigga, no Lilo, ain't no Stitch in me

Hell nah, bitch, ain't no switch in me

Need a hundred k just to get to me

And these pussy ass niggas be history

Bad lil' ho, she super thick, I think this ho be hittin' me

Fuck that, nigga better stop that shit 'cause killers always go for me

Overseas, overseas, got killers waitin' overseas

No, wait, huh



I can put a bandana on my car antenna like I'm from Atlanta

I don't wanna buy your white boy, it look funny, call it Adam Sandler

Givenchy the money, spashin' blue hunnids inside of Giuseppe store

She suckin' my dick in front of the kid, while they watchin' Timmy turner

I was like, "Mama, are you glad that you ain't abort me?"

I was like, "Mama, are you glad you ain't ate the Plan B?"

Your son a millionaire and he provided for ya, he a bad me

Just tell me ex bitch, "Stop tryna replace me"



Ooh, woah

Ooh, woah

Ooh, woah

Ooh, woah



I can put a bandana on my car antenna like I'm from Atlanta

I don't wanna buy your white boy, it look funny, call it Adam Sandler

Givenchy the money, spashin' blue hunnids inside of Giuseppe store

She suckin' my dick in front of the kid, while they watchin' Timmy turner

I was like, "Mama, are you glad that you ain't abort me?"

I was like, "Mama, are you glad you ain't ate the Plan B?"

Your son a millionaire and he provided for ya, he a bad me

Just tell me ex bitch, "Stop tryna replace me"



So like all my fans and shit postin' on Instagram and shit

'Cause I just got the permanent-um-comments

Been a while, twenty bands

I got a Lego, no eggo

I don't want no boujee bitch

No, I just want a lame ho

She was like, "Where the fuck did you go?"

I was like, "Damn, ho"

I went to Johnny Dang's tho


Adam Sandler lyrics !!!