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Some people crowded around but nobody got out of place, bitch why you lyin
shit is disappearin and i m lookin for the logic
Last week i beat my bitch up in the street for lyin to me, two hundred here
Hey mister mister keep walking past, you ever fucked around on me before
you ever fucked around on me before
I snatched her by her hand, so i pistol whipped the bitch till her ass fell out of conscious, i threw her right on the ground and then her skirt revealed her panties
I beat her and i dissed the bitch for tryin to steal my cash, i never snorted but i find myself shorted every weekend
hey wassup bitch i got a question
what the fuck you doin?
I guarantee you she s a dead bitch, yo what you hit me with that gun for?, till grip pulled out his wallet and he had my bitch s pictures
So i pistol whipped the bitch till her ass fell out of conscious, i went to her sister s house
take off all my motherfuckin jewellery
Of why my shit gets lower every time i count the profit, last week i beat my bitch up in the street for lyin to me
So i m peepin out the spot for a week, i punched her in the ribcage and kicked her in the stomach
one hundred here
Hey wassup bitch i got a question, hey mister mister
Inches away from pullin the trigger, i punched her in the ribcage and kicked her in the stomach, so yo don t interrupt me when i m whoopin on my bitch ass
bitch press charges
I was about to drop the hammer on this nigga, these bitches drawers they go back up, she started coppin a plea but i ain t really tryin to hear her
you ever fucked around on me before
then i grabbed the back of her head and shot come down her throat
So i pistol whipped the bitch till her ass fell out of conscious, yeah hold up
These bitches drawers they go back up, pulled my zipper down, whipped out my dick and made her suck it
She thought she caught a cutie but didn t know the nigga knew me, of why my shit gets lower every time i count the profit, from a mile away yo i could tell my bitch is switched
Hey miss you alright? motherfucker mind your business, don t interrupt me when i m whoopin on my bitch ass Kool, aha finally caught your ass
That undercover lover bullshit was now discovered, i m bashin her with the nine Hey, now i gotsa to give your motherfuckin ass a beatin
take off all my motherfuckin jewellery
I never snorted but i find myself shorted every weekend, she started coppin a plea but i ain t really tryin to hear her