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dicktipz - aka ezzy lyrics

[intro: aka ezzy]
quick, lil b*tch lemme give you a tip
b*tch don’t squeeze in when i’m turning my hip
if a opp track play then we pressing the skip
if a opp b*tch speak then we spraying the clip
l* l* l* look i’m just so c*nty baby
got a real fur on, i’m a classy lady
know a big booty b*tch and she come from haiti
might l!ck a d*ck clean if it’s lookin’ tasty

[verse: aka ezzy]
hold up! got some sh*t to wake up
you hoes been tired, time to wake up
your face just yuck, you should stick to makeup
but even then b*tches still walk out caked up
i’m caked up, making n*ggas offer rates up
and ate up, outside with anna winta
mean wintour, bought a new coat for wintour
mean winter, not to be rude but who’s her?
wait, who’s shе? real thick and shes bougie
wait, that’s mе! q, r, s, the bod t
how she get that? um, squats and fasting
they hear me in the benz with my music blasting
in the backseat, all these bills i’m adding
not casting but i got these n*ggas acting
i run these streets like i’m late for track meet
i run these hoes till’ my pretty feet stings
[chorus: aka ezzy]
b*tch you can’t out c*nt the c*ntress
b*tch you can’t out sl*t the sl*t
if you steal my style just do it justice
or like scissors you’re getting cut
vit d on the skin b*tch call it sun kissed (ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
smoke these hoes then light the blunt (bye)
f*ck then dump him that’s a plot twist
b*tch you can’t out c*nt, the c*nt
b* b* b* b* b*tch you can’t out c*nt the c*ntress
b*tch you can’t out sl*t the sl*t
if you steal my style just do it justice
or like scissors you’re getting cut
vit d on the skin b*tch call it sun kissed (ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
smoke these hoes then light the blunt (bye)
f*ck then dump him that’s a plot twist
b*tch you can’t out c*nt, the c*nt

[verse 2: aka ezzy]
well excuse me miss b*tch, i’ma give you til’ six
five, four, three, two, one to get off my d*ck
fanned out ass pr*ck, i should give you a pic
you my son ass b*tch, stop calling me sis
and i ain’t raise no ponk so hoe man up
i got hits out on me gotta check my cups
never dropped a tape, but i’ma hit on the hub
gotta big fat ass and he eats for grub
bold ass b*tch but italic as a font
i’ma freaky ass sl*t, i’ma give him what he wants
cause’ my ass really bounce and my titties really jumps
i’ma fine ass b*tch with my bundles and my pumps
mug so tea and these lips are luscious
f*ck me good till’ i needed crutches
her mug so muddy cling ya brushes!
her n*gga phone getting h*lla buzzes, cause’
[chorus: aka ezzy]
b*tch you can’t out c*nt the c*ntress
b*tch you can’t out sl*t the sl*t
if you steal my style just do it justice
or like scissors you’re getting cut
vit d on the skin b*tch call it sun kissed (ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
smoke these hoes then light the blunt (bye)
f*ck then dump him that’s a plot twist
b*tch you can’t out c*nt, the c*nt
b*tch you can’t out c*nt the c*ntress
b*tch you can’t out sl*t the sl*t
if you steal my style just do it justice
or like scissors you’re getting cut
vit d on the skin b*tch call it sun kissed (ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
smoke these hoes then light the blunt (bye)
f*ck then dump him that’s a plot twist
b*tch you can’t out c*nt, the c*nt

[outro: aka ezzy]
b*tch you can’t out c*nt the c*ntress
b*tch you can’t out sl*t the sl*t
if you steal my style just do it justice
or like scissors you’re getting cut
vit d on the skin b*tch call it sun kissed (ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
smoke these hoes then light the blunt
f*ck then dump him that’s a plot twist
b*tch you can’t out c*nt the c*nt

- aka ezzy lyrics

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