1. |
LET US FREEZE BLOOD
02:46
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2. |
ESTROGEN REPELLENT
03:06
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Bust down
Lemme see you act up
Don't front now
Don't try to act tough, bitch
Bite down, on a pillow or a brick
Pipe down bitch, you're makin' everybody sick
(Bust down
Lemme see you act up
Don't front now
Don't try to act tough, bitch
Bite down, on a pillow or a brick
Pipe down bitch, you're makin' everybody sick)
I can move my body like a stripper
Sex on the beach, dump his body in the river
I don't waste time with a bitch,
Boy I make 'em quiver
Get the KY baby, treat me like I be a sinner
And he go down in the water
Down in the water,
Drown in the water,
Drown in the water,
And he go down in the water
Down in the water,
Fuck with the pretty bitch, you don't know nobody hotter
Bitch I'm on it, I'm-
Bitch I'm on it, I'm-
Bitch I'm on it, I'm-
Bitch I'm on it, I'm-
On it, on it, on it, on it, on it
Bitch I'm on it, Bitch I'm on it
Bitch I'm on it,
I'll make you wish you're thinkin' that you thought it
Put a dick up in your mouth,
I'm gettin' sick of your talking now runnin' back
Pussy ass bitch no life no joke
Catch him runnin' up on his mouth bill, broke
Don't call me on my phone, bitch I'm not your bro
I don't give a fuck if you saw me at your show
Bitch I'm on it, I'm-
Bitch I'm on it, I'm-
Bitch I'm on it, I'm-
Bitch I'm on it, I'm-
On it, on it, on it, on it, on it
Bitch I'm on it, Bitch I'm on it
Bitch I'm-
Bitch I'm-
Bitch I'm-
Bitch I'm-
Bitch I'm on that shit, you're not
Bitch I'm on that shit, you're not
I'm 'bout to put your motherfuckin' body on the table
Carbon copies don't deserve to get a seat
Bitch I'm 'bout to put ur fuckin' blood on the wall
Fuckin' dumb hoe try to be like me
Bitch I'm 'bout to put you on the operating table
I'm the meanest little cunt that you'll see
Sit your fuckin' ass on that operating bench
I got a couple things u might wanna see
Bitch I'm on it, I'm-
Bitch I'm on it, I'm-
Bitch I'm on it, I'm-
Bitch I'm on it, I'm-
On it, on it, on it, on it, on it
Bitch I'm on it, Bitch I'm on it
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3. |
FIINHOOK!
02:50
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Make a pussy boy red blush on the pavement
Pull up on his body checkin' if he wanna say shit
Bloody on my body!
Pussy boy get off me
Push a California Carbon Copy off her balcony
Pussy boy get off me
Choke you out like Carti
Got you sweatin' bullets when I roll up, call me molly
Bitch you look like Nick Cage!
Bring me what you get in ten years, in two days
I don't wanna argue with a bitch I give you two ways
Bring me 50,000 or I catch your ass on Tuesday
goddamn,
don't make a sound
fuckin' your bitch while u sit on the couch,
that's what you get when you're runnin' your mouth
What the fuck are you talkin' about? spit it out!
Make a pussy boy red blush on the pavement
Got you sweatin' bullets when I roll up to the Banquet
Call up all my bitches if you don't stay in your lane, quick
Pull up on his body checkin' if he wanna say shit
Bitch ur built like Bobby (yeah!)
Watch me catch u in the lobby, yea
you're about to call me mommy,
ur a stunted ass pussy if you think you're gonna stop me
Dancin' on your chalk outline on a rainy day
Throw a live grenade in your grave, call me Rick May
Fuckin' on your Cousin in the shade when we're shitfaced
Try to be like me, you can't compete because ur shit's fake
Make a pussy boy red blush on the pavement
Got you sweatin' bullets when I roll up to the Banquet
Call up all my bitches if you don't stay in your lane, quick
Pull up on his body checkin' if he wanna say shit
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4. |
BOBBY DAGEN
02:12
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5. |
AUSSIE LEMONADE
03:10
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6. |
TONII SOPRANA
02:24
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Bada-bada bing. I don't owe a thing
I don't give a shit, Imma make her sing
Gimme what I want, Show you what I bring
Got a lot of fire, Got a lot of rings
I don't wanna fight, I just wanna drink
Punch you in the eye, Watch you both shrink
I don't need your love, Treat me like a slut
I don't need your trust, Give me all your drugs
I'm a bitter fuck, Fuck your liver up
Cuttin' you in half, Leave you in the dust
Watch your buddy bleed, Drippin' on my rug
Gimme what I need, I don't get enough
Money, weed and power, Fuck me in the shower
Charge him by the minute, Runnin' like a coward
You are not a star
no-one knows your name
I could call you out
embarrassed and ashamed
Pretty little doll, Charles Lee Ray
Stab her in the throat, Put her in a grave
Fuck you think you are, Sleepin' on my name
Barbie in LA, Hazy IPA
Screamin' in my face, I don't hear a thing
Tonii on the rag, Tonii get a fling
Fuck your mom and dad, Break your fuckin' wrists
Rip you like a tag, Drive you off a cliff
Smoke up all your weed, Weakening your knees
Tie you to a tree, Kick you in your spleen
Choke you with a wire, Call you out by name
Damage in your brain, Wipe it like a stain
I don't need to lie, I'm the fuckin' best
Take you for a ride Pop you in your chest
Nothin' personal, Vindictive little bitch
Petty little cunt, stupid little shit
Defacing angel hearts, I'm a matriarch
Razor sharp wit, angry mosh pit
Californicating, bitches eat dick
Started salivating, then he came quick
I don't mean to brag, bitches make it easy
Bitch you make me gag, vomit in my sleep
Love it when they run, I can hear you breathe
Chase you in your dreams, hunt you like a sheep
Melancholy cool, breakin' all the rules
Take you for a walk, drown you in a pool
Standin' on the roof, watchin' you descend
I don't give a fuck who you think I am
You do not impress, put my ass to bed
Strike a fuckin' match, play me and you're dead
Set your house ablaze, I'm the captain now
You can walk away, get your asses out!
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MIIRAPOSA//I TOOK YOUR WIFE/BITCH/ETC///FUCK YOU//I LOVE YOU
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