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Lyrics
Bitch, please, bitch, please.
What the fuck you trying to do, these niggas pussy in the bitch
And I got reapers in my sleep
I don't ever wanna go back
I don't wanna go back
I don't wanna fucking go back
Niggas hoes in this bitch
Better keep it real
Come around this bitch
Get shot in your crib
Come around this bitch
Get shot in your crib
Come around this bitch
Get shot in your own crib
I was in that bitch trying to get the money
Trying to get the drugs
I ain't, I ain't acting funny
I ain't acting funny
If you run up, yeah, get your shit pushed back
Like you Mickey Mouse in that fucking wall
I don't give a fuck 'cause I got the hearts on this fucking being
Trying to, uh, horse them leaving smelling like some hard shit
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