Like the bottle with the bell
Baby can’t tell me to loosen up
Girl relax come and patch your sh#t up
Ask about us
Go and run your mouth
Hold on, b#tch you ain’t even ’bout it
And the n#gg# love me
Ain’t no doubt about it
Get to buss in this b#tch if Im feelin’ ’bout it
?? cause I can
Ain’t no hoes allowed
Throw her back on the p#ss# macaroni challenge
Yeah
Hit me up now
?? now she stuck now
Red cup doube up pour me one more
It ain’t sh#t double up now once go
?? thats a life style
Ten freaky girls slot them out like it’s ??
He was wierd causе he looks like a nail file
Hе don’t need a new b#tch cause I’m versatile
??
I heard that n#gg# say my name like he a freak b#tch
He ran his mouth like ??
I f#cked that n#gg# out his wallet he ain’t believe it
We got these hands up in this b#tch like Im preaching
I feel sick
I’m ?? like I’m anaemic
You f#cked a b#tch
You f#cked the game ??
I took a life then I took it all back
So who you teaching
??
I dont give a f#ck I just got mad
b#tch you crossed the line though
You f#cking b#tches looking sad
Let me just remind though
I’m the last b#tch you ever had
Yeah you just a side hoe
Only n#gg# I call that??
??
Since you a lame hoe
Put it on the game hoe
Run it back because I said so
I’ve been telling n#gg#s pay me back and run me back in pesos
?? on his payroll
OK though
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