Lyrics

Hoes like a ... I don't really know why you be doing me like that You be beggin' all the shit, but you ain't nothin', all caps Tell us how it is, but you be runnin' like a bitch Before the first hit at the shift ... Fire to your crib and murder to your pedigree You were dead to me, I'mma split your body in three Christmas Eve with the dead family Murderin' everybody is the fun that I see I'm a deviant with the fucking bloodshot eyes Don't you dare look away, or you be lookin' to the right With the next step, buy straps Spread through, ... want to never find you I'm in the ..., listen to the enemy Grillin' with the gang, buy a ... like a ... ..., guns yeah Isn't the position to buy a ... Hoes like a ...
Writer(s): Richard Alexander Mclaughlin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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