| Shitted on 'em
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| Man, I just shitted on 'em
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| Shitted on 'em
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| Put your number 2's in the air
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| If you did it on 'em
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| Shitted on 'em
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| Man, I just shitted on 'em
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| Shitted on 'em
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| Put your number 2's in the air
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| If you did it on 'em
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| All these bitches is my sons
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| And I’m a go and get some bibs for 'em
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| A couple formulas, little pretty lids on 'em
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| If I had a dick I would pull it out &piss on 'em
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| Let me shake it off
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| I just signed a couple deals I might break you off
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| And we ain’t making up, I don’t need a mediator
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| Just let those bombs blow steam, radiator
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| That was an earthquake bitch
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| Shitted on 'em
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| You got the ground shaking
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| Man, I just shitted on 'em
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| You bitches ain’t fucking with her
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| Shitted on 'em
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| Put your number 2's in the air
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| If you did it on 'em
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| You must have lost your fucking mind
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| Shitted on 'em
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| You must have bumped your fucking head
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| Man, I just shitted on 'em
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| Shitted on 'em
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| Put your number 2's in the air
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| If you did it on 'em
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| This stone is flawless, F 1
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| I keep shooters up top in the F 1
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| A lot of bad bitches begging me to F 1
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| But I’m a eat them rat bitches when the chef come
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| Those were fresh ones
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| More talent in my mother fucking left thumb
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| She ain’t a Nicki fan then the bitch def dumb
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| You ain’t my son, you my mother fucking step son
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| I don’t know what layaway look like
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| Shitted on 'em
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| Bitch, I can’t even spell welfare
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| Man, I just shitted on 'em
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| You got me mistaken with your mother, hoe
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| Shitted on 'em
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| Put your number 2's in the air
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| If you did it on 'em
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| We at the top bitch
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| Shitted on 'em
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| Man, I just shitted on 'em
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| Shitted on 'em
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| Put your number 2's in the air
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| If you did it on 'em
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| All these bitches is my sons
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| And I ain’t talking 'bout Phoenix
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| Bitch I get money so I dos what I pleases
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| I live where the mo’fucking pools &the trees is Broke bitches so crusty, disgusting
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| Trust me, I keep a couple hundred in the gufbeat
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| Couple wet wipes in case a bum try to touch me
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| I’m the terminator
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| Bitch talk slick, I’m a have to terminate her
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| These little nappy headed hoes need a perminator
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| You my seed, I spray you with a germinator
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| Move back bug, matter fact
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| You know the queen could us a back rub
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| If you could turn back time, share
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| Used to be here, now you’re gone
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| Shitted on 'em
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| Man, I just shitted on 'em
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| Shitted on 'em
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| Put your number 2's in the air
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| If you did it on 'em
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| Shitted on 'em
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| Man, I just shitted on 'em
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| Shitted on 'em
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| Put your number 2's in the air
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| If you did it on 'em |