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Jay Lewis
Jay Lewis
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Wnc Whop Beezy
Wnc Whop Beezy
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Jay Lewis
Jay Lewis
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Wnc Whop Beezy
Wnc Whop Beezy
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OKAY Bitch you sleep Fuck with me, get yo ass beat Thank I copped the Stang I copped the Jeep?? Yo bitch she want the D like she in heat Even when i'm full, bitch imma eat You know like a drain i'm in the street I'll leave you with a stain ain't talking bleach Bitch you gone learn yo lesson like I teach Bitch I got on shades like i'm a geek Bitch i'm smoking strong you blowing week Plus you don't take care of your children you deadbeat All that fuckin' cryin yo son gone get his ass beat Shit I ain't bet a bitch since last week Shit I ain't hit a lick since last night Bitch don't dap me down I ain't ight You know I keep that strap like i'm a dyke I jus I jus I jus gave yo bitch a bar And when you be at work I drive yo car I'm always outer space thank imma star I'm always fulla tabs And yo bitch she be feelin' on my abs She say i'm a lobster you a crab You gone get yo ass beat Stomp you out and drag you to the street Take yo car and make you use your feet Then slap one of yo niggas Bitch I got them bands I got them figures The club go let me in go let me enter Spray you like I got RAID Ion need a gun i got this blade Ion wanna fuck you might got AIDS DJ Earl you know yo wrong Fuckin' with them kids you know you grown You know you need to leave them children alone Bitch you bout to make me flash Finna get on yo nerves like imma rash You ain't poppin' bitch you know you trash And i'm just stating facts If you don't like it, fuck it we can scratch Light yo ass up like you was a match OKAY Bitch you sleep Fuck with me, get yo ass beat Thank I copped the Stang I copped the Jeep?? Yo bitch she want the D like she in heat Even when i'm full, bitch imma eat You know like a drain i'm in the street I'll leave you with a stain ain't talking bleach Bitch you gone learn yo lesson like I teach Bitch I got on shades like i'm a geek Bitch i'm smoking strong you blowing week Plus you don't take care of your children you deadbeat Okay here I am Bitch you will get smashed behind the gram You know all I know is trigger blam I been ain't give a fuck ain't give a damn Bitch you ain't no sir boy you a ma'am I'm taxing for a show bitch uncle sam You know i crash behind ram You know fuckin free my nigga bam You got a highpoint, that bitch gone jam Choppa bullets hop, them bitches slam I heard you fuckin ___ ion care Say lil bitch don't make me flash like a picture I stay in that water like a pickle Bitch don't make me put you in that blender Yo bitch gone let me fuck her let me hit her She say you a loser i'm a winner She say you annoying like a splinter My niggas be in bushes like they squirrels 40 bullets hit you make you curl Like a bird i'm all on top your roof You know I ain't lying I got proof Oh you ain't know well I thought that you knew DUMB
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Austin Matthews Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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