Listen to Love Song by Brabo Gator

Love Song

Brabo Gator

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Lyrics

If I had a dollar for every disease that you caught since me and you broke up By disease I mean STD you fuckin slut I'd be richer than fuck Bitch I hate you I hope a midget rapes you Your only claim to fame was telling people that I laid you Yeah I used to date you You used to be pretty But now your face looks like its been hit by an H2 Hummer Triflin motherfuckin bitch Wanted me to leave the mic Told that hoe to pack her shit Bitch you gotta leave tonight I hope she's out there suckin dick Learnin how to blow it right Not to mention that her tits remind me of mosquito bites And yes I change my number every time you start callin Don't bother me bitch we're through I wrote this to let you know I'm thinkin bout you (Yeah!) I got a picture of you holding a picture of me You remember how close we used to be When I was all about you and you were all about me Once upon a time we used to be free But now you're just a no good trifling two face slut That you couldn't pay me one million cash to fuckYou're a no good trifling two face slut That you couldn't pay me one million cash to fuck When I think about you I cringe I know it didn't work between us Amen I will not be your friend so don't call me anymore Cause I don't wanna talk to a gap twat whore Your sex skills are poor I wish I never knew ya Your ragged hole pussy smells like a barracuda You used to call me arrogant just to make me mad When you know I ain't the type of guy to brag Hey bitch I got a Lincoln a Charger a quarter million dollar A crib with a fridge that I only use for water I'm in restaurants three times a day First class when I fly away I ain't tryna brag bitch I'm just tryna say I got big rims a big chain Two dogs and two maids I'm too paid you're too lame And too loose so today I wrote a song to say To tell you it be 2K Just see me or book me You mad bitch well touche You used to be beautiful a baby doll Slim waist bubble butt girl you had it all You used to cheer during football and basketball Now you're poppin pills addicted to Noasatal Get it No-Ass-At-All Ms. Flat booty I rather fuck a cross eyed sprung fat groupie Do me a favor quit telling people you knew me Before I tell your fagot boyfriend that you're still trying to screw me I'm moving on up while you're throat's gettin fucked By any guy claimin that he makes big bucks You're a slut bug a whore a skeezer a bitch A cunt a wench a trick a witch A bopper a tramp a hefer a skank A harlot a hooker your pussy is rank Concubine lose it Jezebel hoe You crossed my mind so I thought I'd say hello (Bitch) Bitch
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