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I walk in this, head lil baby Two glock fold up make a bitch go crazy I'm kicking it back little lazy Two big folders in my hand get brazy What's shaking I can tell when a bitch is faking I know that you're not, you stupid little slut Now come here make me fake it When you say my name, call me Lucifer I like this bitch, I get used to her You are not welcome in my hell, no But I might come up, baby, hello Goodbye, you died So sad, but I'm not too sure and I don't feel bad Want things right and your soul not here Baby, don't cry, no, baby, don't fear One more second all I need To put it down and do the deed I snatch your keep, your stake so cold The human race will always fold You piece of shit, you fucking fool Our Freddie needs is that their tool Cool, my job is done Now ain't that fun, no need to run Got no heart, yea fuck 'em Murder is my game and I keep on coming Never ever stop no bitch, I love it It ain't no trickin', it ain't no shoving Fuck it, no idea how I got this way On my guy Fredd, I'm about to say Runnin' your mouth, talkin' all that shit Little white boy, you must be a bitch Whatchu think now? Better watch your mouth Shotgun at you from down south Guns and blades and all type of shit Killed them wrong, you dead in a ditch Watch what ya say and watch what ya do Steppin' on ya grave, when they ask, I say who? Who? I don't even wanna know Just a little ass bitch, just a little ass hoe I walk in this, head lil baby Two glock fold up make a bitch go crazy I'm kicking it back little lazy Two big folders in my hand get brazy What's shaking I can tell when a bitch is faking I know that you're not, you stupid little slut Now come here make me fake it I walk in this, head lil baby Two glock fold up make a bitch go crazy I'm kicking it back little lazy Two big folders in my hand get brazy
Writer(s): Freddie Dredd Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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