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my bitch tripping - backwood thony, g man & 10lettahtrap lyrics

[intro]
h*llo?
where you at?
b*tch, don’t worry about where i’m at
where your weird ass at? (hangup)
(dial tone)

“please leave your message for, 209*”

[hook]

my b*tch tripping, i might f*ck her best friend huh
that head good, i might do that sh*t again huh
b*tches know i’m trife, know i trap ain’t living right
i’m the type of n*gga to come through and late pipe

big hood b*tch, fat ass big tits
let her ride d*ck, told her spit on my sh*t
come through off the molly (gman, what’s poppin?), she gone come f*ck everybody, she gone blame it on the liquor, i don’t blame her she a thottie

[verse 1] (gman)
i got a bad ass b*tch, that love to ride d*ck and talk sh*t
nails done, hair done, and she dumb thick
she getting paid, i ain’t looking for no bunk b*tch
but it’s a fee for a d, b*tch it’s dope d*ck
i’m from the 10, yeah we keep a fat low b*tch
south stockton and my n*ggas, b*tch we locked in
all gas, no brakes ain’t no stopping
man, you broke ass n*ggas ain’t really rocking

the gang hit the b*tch, she was really bopping
glizzy hoe, 30 better let the stock in
f*ck n*gga don’t test me, cause’ i’m knocking
free my n*ggas out the slammer that been rocking

man i’m tryna eat a mill, i’ve been plotting
i don’t need no handouts, i’ve been grinding
let me show you how to do it, big timing
let me show you how to do it, big rhyming

[hook]

my b*tch tripping, i might f*ck her best friend huh
that head good, i might do that sh*t again huh
b*tches know i’m trife, know ain’t trap living right
i’m the type of n*gga to come through and late pipe

big hood b*tch, fat ass big tits
let her ride d*ck, told her spit on my sh*t
come through off the molly , she gone come f*ck everybody, she gone blame it on the liquor, i don’t blame her she a thottie
[verse 2] (10lettahtrap)
i’ma love you for tonight, baby get it roughing
big mac with the sauce, call me mclovin
all my n*ggas off the ack, we get it tussin
and i gotta keep it on me, we don’t do the tussin

ooh, b*tch i thought you know
i’m only here for the night, i ain’t f*cking with you
and i only hit the line, cause you f*cking the crew, f*cking the crew

ay, two cannons on me n*gga like the blast toys
and i never tucked these chains, casue i cashed for em
i was just a lil a n*gga with no dad, huh
now my daughter, and these b*tches call me dad, huh

she said her n*gga h*lla broke, likes to drag, huh
i said, b*tch get yo ass, get that bag huh
i said, b*tch get yo ass, hit that trap
boss money, what i’m getting that’s a fact huh

[hook]
my b*tch tripping, i might f*ck her best friend huh
that head good, i might do that sh*t again huh
b*tches know i’m trife, know ain’t trap living right
i’m the type of n*gga to come through and late pipe
big hood b*tch, fat ass big tits
let her ride d*ck, told her spit on my sh*t (trap)
come through off the molly, she gone come f*ck everybody, she gone blame it on the liquor, i don’t blame her she a thottie

[verse 3]

plus i like hoes that like hoes
turn my main b*tch into a d**e hoe
me and my money kicking it, i got that taekwondo
trapping out of her condo, so i can ball like rondo
snitching on my m’s? n*gga, yo ass will get john doe’d

i mean toe jams on that big toe
extended clips in that pistol
b*tch hoe, 30, we gave him 15 like geico
f*ck around with no broke n*gga, don’t f*ck around with no broke hoe
damm yo p*ssy fat, let me high five your camel toe

im a dog i’m trifling
rusty b*tches, i’m piping
crusty b*tches, i’m wifing
unworthy b*tches, one night them

b*tch n*ggas, who like them
my n*ggas, we blowing
down with that chop n*gga, keep 30 n*gga in that 4/5
and i’m wilding out with hammer, make you dance like hammer
shoutout to them bloods, yeah that red flag bandana

stunting is a hobby
like i’m d banner
n*ggas, most of my hoes is black and white like fur on a panda

[hook]

big hood b*tch, fat ass big tits
let her ride d*ck, told her spit on my sh*t (trap)
come through off the molly, she gone come f*ck everybody, she gone blame it on the liquor, i don’t blame her she a thottie

- backwood thony g man 10lettahtrap lyrics

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