| Debbie
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| Bumpin' that Boosie and Webbie
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| Most of you bitches look scared of me
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| Clearly, I’m laughin' at bitches like parodies
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| Laughin' at bitches like parodies
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| Laughin' at bitches like parodies
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| Real bitches fuck with me heavily
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| All of you fake bitches, shit on you steadily, uh
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| Same bitch, on my Bay shit
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| Same shit, never did, never take shit
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| Real bitch, never change it
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| Trill shit, take it back to the basics
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| Real flows, real hoes
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| Kill those weirdos
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| Out in LA of Kreayshawn
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| They bounce to my shit like 6 4S, uh
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| Bounce, bounce, bounce
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| Bounce for a real bitch
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| And all I know is kill, kill, kill
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| Kill hoes, kill shows while I’m smokin' on that kill shit
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| R.I.P, all I see
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| Run the game, can’t ball like me
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| V.I.P, all I be
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| Shine on these hoes, name a star like me, uh
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| Debbie
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| Bumpin' that 40 and Short Dawg
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| Don’t approach me yo' money too short, dog
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| 'Cause I go hard like O-Dog
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| Ain’t broke over here
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| Laughin' to the bank, no jokes over here
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| Everybody payed over here
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| Maid over here feelin' like the ho of the year, yeah
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| Debbie
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| Bumpin' that Boosie and Webbie
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| Most of you bitches look scared of me
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| Clearly, I’m laughin' at bitches like parodies (ha)
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| Laughin' at bitches like parodies (ha)
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| Laughin' at bitches like parodies (ha)
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| Laughin' at bitches like parodies (ha)
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| All of you bitches look scared of me
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| Uh, heavy
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| Most of you bitches ain’t ready
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| Give bars to these hoes like charity
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| Still laughin' at bitches like parodies
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| Ho, ha
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| Laughin' at bitches like parodies
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| Laughin' cause none of you bitches are scarin' me
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| Allow me a moment of clarity
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| I am literally un-fuck-with-able
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| Flow like my pussy and that’s unforgettable
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| Roll me a spliff or two
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| Bag me a bitch or two
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| That’s what that liquor do
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| Woo
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| Turn me up one time
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| I don’t mean no harm I just want what’s mine
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| So I come for mine
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| Don’t have my dough then it’s dumpin' time
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| Like
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| Blocka
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| Blocka
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| Blocka
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| I’m gonna have to kill a bitch
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| Stay in your lane
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| With a new whip from the dealership
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| These hoes can’t hold me back
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| These hoes won’t hold me back
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| Trees grow, we blow them back
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| Pay my dues, hoes on me
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| Uhh
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| Debbie
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| Bump Mac Dre and my own shit
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| Let it bang they be like, «Oh, shit!»
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| I be shittin' on my old shit
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| You frontin'
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| I’m stuntin'
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| Bitch can’t tell me nothin'
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| End of discussion
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| Bitches can’t tell me nothin'
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| Debbie
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| Bumpin' that Boosie and Webbie
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| Most of you bitches look scared of me
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| Clearly I’m laughing at bitches like parodies
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| Laughin' at bitches like parodies
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| All of you bitches look scared of me
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| Uhh |