Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Diss , by - cupcakKe. Song from the album Cum Cake, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 08.02.2016
Record label: cupcakKe
Song language: English
Diss |
| Somebody gave me a fuckin' doll for Christmas G |
| And they named this shit Kash Doll |
| I dont play with dolls, I wanna rip this bitch head off right now lets go |
| Ayo Big Bird how you feeling? |
| What happen to the climbing poles to the ceiling? |
| Now you wanna sneak diss while admiring? |
| You should take a look at yo environment |
| Cause all my niggas convicts, wake up wanting conflict |
| So you know they clappin' any fucking ratchet that I tell em |
| Bitch this a bomb flick |
| Looking at that lipo I think something need to be fixed |
| And you can mention me one more time |
| When you made more than one hit |
| Cause this the Windy City ain’t shit pretty, you gone have to toughen up |
| Drop a line of hoes going straight down yo chest like a buttonup |
| Chiraq my city you cannot handle bro |
| Jump out on business like I’m a manual |
| Walk through any block I’m a lost animal |
| Split her down the middle like a camel toe |
| After I pull up she gone need a doctor |
| I’m at her door like go home Roger |
| Just to show out like niggas in new J’s |
| Trick girl and scout I’m tighter than new braids |
| See Kash Doll, I mean Trash Doll |
| Bitch you don’t even know me |
| No face, no case, so I can’t even use emoji’s |
| (Its too late fuck a debate) |
| Crack her head with her own mixtape |
| Dare you to get out of pocket, bitch eyes a be out of socket |
| How the fuck do you got options? |
| When you be on the pole for the profit? |
| Reminding, I’m glad yo outfits be shiny |
| Bitch I got that poison Ivy |
| If Trash Doll on the mic I’ll take her light like Steph with Riley |
| (She prolly ain’t even catch that, you know bitches dont use they brain no more, |
| they give it though) |
| Do a 360, with a clean hit, let a bullet hit her and sting shit |
| Warm up yo ass on some Spring shit |
| When the law come I do not speak English |
| You don’t know what you started, but ch-ch you a target |
| I’ll pledge allegiance but I’m heartless |
| Plant another body in my garden |
| Miss slurp that dick till it cum will make yo name smaller than a crumb |
| I’ll chew you up and then spit you out |
| Like you shit but a piece of gum |
| Started from the bottom stripping yo way up |
| Thought she was Ronald McDonald with all of that makeup |
| Got to come deeper, bye Felicia, I mean Keisha |
| You a stripper hoe get it on the floor |
| Probably never owned a fucking Visa |
| Uh! |
| You fake booty bitch, fake titty bitch |
| Who can’t fucking rap, I could teach you some shit |
| All you had to do was ask bruh, all you had to do was ask |
| I got the answers bitch! |
| C’mon man looking like Dave Chapelle |
| C’mon man |
| C’mon man |
| Get the fuck outta here man |
| I’m done with this bitch! |