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(Enrgy made this one) These hoes ain't nothin' to brag about Hit yo' bitch with the Walls of Jericho, she tappin' out Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha, what you laughin' 'bout? Yo' lil' ho so irritating, pulled up on her, scrapped it out High as hell, I stabbed the Jag' forward tryna back it out Feel like Kevin McCallister, stay at home and trap it out Premeditated road runnin', 'fore we ran we mapped it out Box him in it, fap it out, pause, we gon' clap it out, pause Cuddy think he Vince McMahon and he in here smackin' down raw Have my shooter pop up at yo' yard just like a groundhog Slow hoes hurt my head, I gotta get from 'round y'all Scammin', punchin' with my left hand, I played it Southpaw It's always backwards, I never seen the hoes hound y'all Private numbers playin', had to cut off inbound calls Five seconds, you won't get the chance to inbound ball Bitch, six star wanted level, don't you see the heli' inbound? Pull up to yo' room, had the whole telly get down Tap a hat, switch towns That's how the switch sound That's how the glitch sound That's how the whip sound Y'all treating rat' like some queens, they shouldn't get crowns Look at me now, diamonds dancing, they on Chris Brown How we let him set him up? How we put his blick down? Letras de cancionesWorst choice of all time Shit, I only pearl doinks, not the small kind With them step steppers, they don't care to cross lines Catch all timers with the bitch, cut all ties Let's get the ball rollin', these hoes all goin' The poles all load, the charms all frozen Every bitch that I fucked with hearts all broken We gon' be shoppin' from the moment that the mall open till it's close Zoomin' with a backseat full of turkey bags, I'm spillin' 'bows It's finna rain, finna pour, you better get a coat It's finna rain, finna pour, you better build a boat Time traveled fifty years ahead and I was still the GOAT You was still a joke Still in yo' bitch throat, shit, she still a ho Could see a hunnid red lights, shit, she still gon' go Told her that she didn't have to but she still gon' blow That piss you off, don't it? My killer's strange and deranged Down the block, out the sunroof, got range out the Range You think the socks pain 'cause they say "Hanes" but these hoes Supreme Had a bad day, had her blow me just to blow off steam Yo' bitch a real one That mill' ticket hit different when you feel one A da- I mean a real one Shooter in the water, tryna Navy SEAL somethin' Shooter hotter than the sun, he tryna Bradley Beal somethin' Wished that I click my heals three times then leave 'Cause these hoes irritating, tryna ask me for cheese The nerve of 'em, huh You'll snake yo' bro out and turn on him, huh Brodie pulled up minivan, you finna Purge on him, huh Cuddy pulled up Kitty like, "You finna swerve on him, huh" We'll put him in a verse, we'll put him in the dirt We'll put him on a shirt, we'll put him in a hearse ShittyBoyz I ain't done yet They say I'm on the run like, how? I ain't even run yet Bitch, stop runnin', tryna quit, I ain't even nut yet Know that she a slut, she suck me up and we ain't hug yet I'm talkin' sunrise to sunset M4A1, this a Daniel Defense Neighbors wanna see the life I'm livin', they'll stand on the fence You a cheerleader who don't play, just standin' on the bench I ain't Dirty Dan but this a dirty Fanta that I quench You a dirty dude, dirty pants, dirty shoes Yo' boo dirty too, we can't beef, you thirty-two You got a decade on me I got some mega nuts put up I got a weapon on me, cuddy got a extra cutter tucked (Alright, I'm done) From Letras Mania