| Fuck you heard?
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| Bout to swerve
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| But now you getting on my motherfucking nerves
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| I said, «What? |
| That’s absurd»
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| I let my squad talk bitch I don’t say a word
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| Y’all bitches hate me?
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| Well I hate y’all back
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| Talking all that shit like your jaw don’t crack
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| Face shots have my knuckles all covered in glitter
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| Cuz I talk that shit and back it up like a stripper
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| Now put it right, in my face
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| I see them looking like they got something to say
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| From afar, let em hate
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| Get too close and I’ll blow that ass away
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| Cuz I go so hard but I look so sweet
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| Just lit up a blunt that’s about 2 feet
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| Killin this right now? |
| I’m willing and able
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| Laid back with my legs kicked up on the table
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| Bitch I’m a boss
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| Nothing less
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| It’s «Your Highness» every time I am addressed
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| Fuck is you? |
| I ain’t impressed
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| Fake hoes like their nails, I keep em pressed
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| Fuck you heard?
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| Bout to swerve
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| But now you getting on my motherfucking nerves
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| I said, «What? |
| That’s absurd»
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| I let my squad talk bitch I don’t say a word
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| Dig a ditch for a bitch if she gon throw dirt Talking all this shit like she
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| won’t get hurt
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| «Debbie this, Debbie that, Debbie won’t do shit»
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| So Debbie went up to her, like, «What up, bitch?»
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| Say my name in vain like I wouldn’t appear
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| All that tough talk gone now it’s nothing but fear
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| And before the first word came out her mouth
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| Debbie caught her with a right and knocked her punk ass out
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| Ya little hoe, this ain’t a game
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| (I got aim that can hit from any range?)
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| And if your friends wanna jump
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| I got a bunch of goons waiting in the cut
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| Can’t get up
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| Fucking leave her
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| Disobedient, so I had to beat her
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| The loudest ones, they do the most
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| They get shit started, but I get results
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| Fuck you heard?
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| Bout to swerve
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| But now you getting on my motherfucking nerves
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| I said, «What? |
| That’s absurd»
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| I let my squad talk bitch I don’t say a word |