| Girlie girlie bitch you fucking freaky bitch
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| I’m knowing what you think, you think your shit don’t stink
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| Take you out to dine and dine and wine and dine
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| I tell you you look fine, then we fuck till I break your spine
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| Bitchy bitchy hoe, we fucking on the floor
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| We fucking in the bed then I’ll shoot you in your head
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| You never make me cry, before that bitch you die
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| Wicked clown sadistic Sadistic psycholistic
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| I do like Nate the Mack and club ya in the back
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| I’m not like other guys I’m quick to blacken your eyes
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| Tommy son take off your coat I’ll make you feel at home
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| Then take out my billy club and go upside your dome
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| Bitchy bitchy hoe, you fucking freaky hoe
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| You have a can of mace I’ll shoot you in your face
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| I grab you by the neck and rip that shit out
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| Don’t think that I’d hit ya but I’d punch and stomp and kick ya
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| You wouldn’t hit a lad, what bitch! |
| What hoe!
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| BITCH!!! |
| You told me that you loved me I thought that shit was true
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| But then you sucked on my boy’s dick until his balls turned blue
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| Freaky freaky trick, take your fucking pick, suck or fuck or what?
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| Nasty nasty slut I guess love is the word
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| You act like you ain’t heard
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| I’m not like other guys I’m quick to blacken your eyes
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| Bitchy bitchy hoe, you fucking freaky hoe
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| I heard you gotta neck
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| Why, uh, why don’t you let me, uh
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| Why don’t you uh why don’t you let me break it, bitch?
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| I think I hurt a hoe a helpless drunken hoe
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| Someone tell me so do I hear a hoe?
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| Bitch, get in the car then I’ll take you to the bar
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| But I took her to the alley, and kicked her with the balley
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| Stomped her in her face, her chicky chicky face
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| You took my heart and bit it so I took your lip and split it
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| You took my life and crushed it I took your head and bust it
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| I take your leg and break it I take your life and take it
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| And bitch it’s no surprise I’m not like other guys
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| Take it, take it, take it cut off your head and bake it
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| And bitch it’s no surprise I’m quick to blacken your eyes
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| Tommy son take off your coat I’ll make you feel at home
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| Take that razor to your throat, I’m from the ghetto zone
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| Bitchy bitchy hoe, you fucking freaky hoe… |