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Sneak diss Pussy motherfuck*** talkin' shit Never to my face Seen him at the spot He did not even look my way Sneak dissin' I'ma have my chick Sneak Dis In your drink Having you seizin' like a epileptic bitch At a rave Mama always told me not to say nun mean Well my daddy told me "stick a motherfuc*** when you need" Safe to say I took the lesson from my pops Look at me 23 Never pay yo respect to those who don't believe K-R-double E-P in the S-T-R-double E-T-C with a Hennessy [?] on my feet Drink till my liver can't take no more and this hoe telling me to take it slow I do not have no self control and I'm always about to explode Put a motherfuc*** in the ground next to a stone that says "I f*** with GHOSTE" Puff up all my kush and then I don't know where it goes [?] with two G's But my Sunday night'll blow Never mind cause I still make more than you but never post online Where you stay Sittin' in your grandma's home Pussy, pu*** motherfuck*** talkin' shit Never to my face Seen him at the spot He did not even look my way Sneak dissin' I'ma have my chick Sneak Dis In your drink Having you seizin' like a epileptic bitch At a rave Pussy, pu*** motherfuck*** talkin' shit Never to my face Seen him at the spot He did not even look my way Sneak dissin' I'ma have my chick Sneak Dis In your drink Having you seizin' like a epileptic bitch At a rave Bitch I got eyes like a sparrow Double barrel, pull out bone marrow None narrow, never on your throat choke on this metal Never leave my home without the chrome, chaperone Shawty is mad at me cause I am run from collateral And I'm compatible with these bandanas or doing drugs The sicker ones are underneath the Tommy gun Bullets travel better run like it's a fuc*** triathlon I pull out the stretcher, these hollow rounds in niggas like Hannibal Lector The 44 under the dresser like a compressor, van is special when I catch em Must not know that I snatch his lips right off his face Take your bitch and pick her up and throw her into Bitch, I need my mula up front so I don't play about my cake Tie you up and lay you in the middle of the interstate [?] fuc*** with my lonesome Smack you with that pistol till yo nuts close to stun gun Bitch Loco better Hoe, I'm killing for a Honda Send a pair of hollow tips straight through your eardrums Okay now Pussy, pu*** motherfuck*** talkin' shit Never to my face Seen him at the spot He did not even look my way Sneak dissin' I'ma have my chick Sneak Dis In your drink Having you seizin' like a epileptic bitch At a rave Pussy, pu*** motherfuck*** talkin' shit Never to my face Seen him at the spot He did not even look my way Sneak dissin' I'ma have my chick Sneak Dis In your drink Having you seizin' like a epileptic bitch At a rave Pussy motherfuck*** talkin' shit Never to my face Seen him at the spot He did not even look my way Sneak dissin' I'ma have my chick Sneak Dis In your drink Having you seizin' like a epileptic bitch At a rave
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