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You a bitch Fuckin bitch ass hoe You fuckin' bitch Come again? Huh? What? Ay, ay, ay, ay WHAT Who the fuck you think to talking to, bitch I could tell you really ain't about shit, ay I just need the money I ain't fiendin' for no dick, uh I been paper chasing, you just waiting like a lick Talking out your ass you fucking liars make me sick, uh Talking shit but bitch you on the outside looking in, ay Told her you ain't in my class, bitch you get dismissed quick Got a lot of bitches did me dirty on my shit list I don't waste no time 'cus that shit not up in my budget ay Do my little dance I know all y'all bitches love it uh Stalking me in public when I'm shopping out at Publix uh When I shoot my shot you know I'm only hitting buckets ay Middle fingers up fuck you bitches Burn in hell uh Stand behind these bars but I ain't locked up in a cell All these haters praying, wishing that I fucking fell, well Love to disappoint 'cus bitch I'm doing swell Yeah, uh, mm, Milli Ay, ay, ay, ay WHAT Who the fuck you think to talking to, bitch I could tell you really ain't about shit, ay I just need the money I ain't fiendin' for no dick, uh I been paper chasing, you just waiting like a lick
Writer(s): Hannah Lamm Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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