Blessed & Highly Favored lyrics

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FXXXXY


[Intro]
f*cked her 'cause I'm jugging, b*tch, I'm blessed and highly favored
Louis make the self-esteem show up on her face
Tryna make a statement, f*cked me on the first date
(Shoutout to my n*ggas in Fort Worth!)

[Verse 1]
Loyal to your dogs so you never make a statement
200 on a play now when you dress it look flagrant
Trifling b*tches wanna f*ck you now and they'll say it
Three rings in the pus*y, feel like Lebron James
Pinky ring in her ass, now she ice skating
I can't wife a hoe 'cause: b*tch, I'm blessed and highly favored
I can't f*ck with you n*ggas 'cause: b*tch, I'm blessed and highly favored
I just sneezed on my wrist 'cause: b*tch, I'm blessed and highly favored
(World f*cking premiere)
f*ck with my clothes off except for the kicks
I promise I was rocking some Nike's just for the kicks
Hit her so hard from the back it sound like a kick
Yeah, CC Gang, the number one stunna in this b*tch
f*ck all you n*ggas, we coming, know how it is, you heard?
Took too much money on a play, now he upstate, you heard
Stand on your Tweets, n*gga, better not say no words
n*gga at the laundry mat, going surfing
All designer make her pus*y say "okurr!"
f*ck her however you want, the b*tch gon' say "okurr!"
b*tch giving nasty head, it sound like "shhcmsskurr!"
(sh*t!)
I got my warriors up, we shooting like Steve Kerr

[Chorus]
I can't wife a hoe 'cause: b*tch, I'm blessed and highly favored
I can't f*ck with you n*ggas 'cause: b*tch, I'm blessed and highly favored
n*ggas taking they shots 'cause: b*tch, I'm blessed and highly favored
I just sneezed on my wrist 'cause: b*tch, I'm blessed and highly favored
(My n*gga young FXXXXY!)

[Verse 2]
You ain't repping the gang then you ain't on sh*t
I'm about to call up Tone and put him on your b*tch
Louis bandana on a stick
f*ck how you feel little n*gga, that's how I'm sitting

[Bridge]
Get your dollars up and when you dress, make it flagrant
Loyal no matter what, got you tryna make a statement
b*tches wanna f*ck and suck your di*k and they'll say it
I bet I bust down my son on his birthday (sh*t!)
Get your dollars up and when you dress, make it flagrant
(f*ck you talking about!)
Loyal no matter what, got you tryna make a statement
b*tches wanna f*ck and suck your di*k
(This the new Desert Storm!)
I bet I bust down my son on his birthday

[Outro]
Do you trust me?
b*tch giving nasty head, it sound like "shhcmsskurr!"
sh*t not even a f*cking question n*gga

[Skit]
Earlier that night, he was spotted leaving popular Dallas nightclub, XTC, with an unknown woman who we believe to be-
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