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Bean Bag Bitch Explicit contentE

crwmills

· 3:50 · 38 plays · v2.2

Lyrics

Intro

Yeah, Fluffy in the house, muscle on swagger

Rosie the Rottie-Corso, beast but she’s a laugher

Story from the stoop, listen up, y’all

‘Bout a dog named Rosie who ball on four paws

Verse 1

Pound for pound, she’s a queen, one-twenty lean and mean

Don’t let the look deceive you, she’s softer than she seem

Eyes deep as Harlem nights, coat shining, pure pride

Pull up, the block quiet, kids scatter then hide

Nickname Fluffy, ‘cause as a cub she’d sprawl

On that bean bag, crash land, like she run it all

Mommy’s little shadow, but listen? Nah, never

'Less dad wag a snack and call her, “come here, clever”

Chorus

Muscles on menace, but her soul so sweet

Rosie in the sheets, and she run these streets

Bandanas, chains, necklaces that gleam

Showin' real love with a predator’s teeth

Chorus

Muscles on menace, but her soul so sweet

Rosie in the sheets, and she run these streets

Bandanas, chains, necklaces that gleam

Showin' real love with a predator’s teeth

Verse 2

Yo, picky with the food, but the Benifuls pile

Duck jerky on the carpet, she’ll smile wild child

Farts like doomsday, shih tzu-sized bombs

But let you get close, she nibble-love with her charms

Between every embrace, Fluffy squeeze that space

All she want is Mom and Dad, rub her butt, set the pace

Chewin' on the plush, faces gone, eyes dismissed

Room full of stuffies stare, ‘cause they don’t exist

She’ll snub all Mom’s meals, but if Dad gives the word

She’s droppin' all his food, yeah that's the word Sneakin’ under covers, bed can’t hold this boss

She a three-year-old genius, two parents at a loss

Pre-Chorus

Pink chain, diamonds shine, silk scarves at night

Glowing like she kingpin in midnight light [Chorus]

Muscles on menace, but her soul so sweet

Rosie in the sheets, and she run these streets

Bandanas, chains, necklaces that gleam

Showin’ real love with a predator’s teeth

Verse 3

Pause the scene, Rosie’s up, makes commands on the spot

Got the stare like a don, but her ears flopped hot

If Daddy say smack a butt, she spin like a top. We don't cut her nails, she do her own trim. Puppy manicure, she real bright not dim. Every night in the bed is a struggle to win

Mom tryna move her, but she roots down thick A couple heads plus her's, that's Fluff arithmetic! Scarves and her pink chain, Sunday or the block

She glare through the window, surveying her flock

Ain’t no burglar brave when she show in the frame

But bring her a toy, she’s soft as her name

Outro

Baddest old soul, smartest mouth on four legs

If you talk back in dog, check you for begs

MVP of the family, legend by the tracks

Rosie Fluffy in the house, muscle, love, never lacks

Extended Verse

Crib full of plush guts, her trophies on display

But Fluffy by my feet every evening, every day

Growl on low, got the neighbors on their toes

But her heart soft-serve, every secret she knows

Rumble in the tummy, got her hunting for treats

If you open up the bag, she appear like a beast

Favorite jerkies vanish, just a snap and a stare

Mom sighin' heavy, dog hair everywhere

Part of the fam, draped up, silk and pink chain

Snorin' in the middle, she charter her own lane

Tug-of-war champ, jaws stronger than my hide. Get out her way when it's time to go

outside

From the park to the pad, Fluffy reigns supreme

Butter wouldn’t melt, but her hustle so mean

Three candles on the cake, voice big as a street

If Rosie ever talk back, just know it’s elite

Chorus

Muscles on menace, but her soul so sweet

Rosie in the sheets, and she run these streets

Bandanas, chains, necklaces that gleam

Showin’ real love with a predator’s teeth

Outro

Still the queen of the block, never needin’ to boast

Fluffy light up the night, heart bigger than most

Stories about Rosie gon’ last for years

Legend of the hybrid, bringin’ joy and cheers

Extended Verse 2

Yo, Fluffy wiggle-butt, never waggin' the tail

Muscle in her walk, got her own detail

Pop a bubble at your feet, just a warning sign

Red rockets? Nah, Rosie keep it all in line

Get dat ball's the anthem, she back on command

Drop it at your timbs, let you know she in demand. Represent Queen Fluffy , we out...we out....we out!

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