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death date - bbyafricka lyrics

[intro]
dirty sosa
n*gga think he leavin’ me
hey, hey

[chorus]
n*gga under three spells, he think he leavin’ me
n*gga, you a joke, you’re a player, you can’t beat me
n*gga, i’m a hoe, so you know that i been cheatin’
i been gettin’ money, and i know you n*ggas see it
all my exes hate me, think they mad ’cause i ain’t ugly
maybe that’s ’cause i’m the sh*t and all these n*ggas dusty
this year i ain’t sparin’ sh*t, n*ggas gettin’ robbed
break a n*gga down, you would think that it’s my job

[verse]
take, take, take, yeah, b*tch, i’m actin’ greedy
n*gga tried to play me but forgot that i ain’t green
you forgot i had the addy, bеt you’ll turn into a dream
and i know where your granny stays, so plеase don’t play with me
n*gga hate me so much, you would think that i’m his baby mama
i just cooked a baby, took the baby to the baby doctor
i’ma make ya hate me, i’m a nut, and i’m in all the drama
short d*ck, couldn’t even reach my super soaker starter
i don’t know why these n*ggas actin’ so surprised
know that i’m a hoe and you can see it in my eyes
i don’t give a f*ck, and therefore i don’t gotta lie
don’t be actin’ tough, n*gga, mama made you cry
he made me so mad, i started wishin’ he would die
if i see you with a new b*tch, i’ma make the b*tch mine
schizo b*tch, i’ma stab you in the eye
i hope you choke on a perc, and i hope that you die
not the b*tch you bring around your man ’cause i’ma f*ck him
might f*ck him for revenge, i’ma f*ck him just to f*ck him
suck d*ck too good, n*gga think i love him
n*gga, you’re a b*tch, wrack ’em like your f*ckin’ mother
brand new titties, i ain’t f*ckin’ under covers
brand new n*gga, so i know to use a rubber
how you let me run off twice? n*gga, you was suckin’ it
yeah, you’s a b*tch, probably learned it from your mother, hey
[chorus]
n*gga under three spells, he think he leavin’ me
n*gga, you a joke, you’re a player, you can’t beat me
n*gga, i’m a hoe, so you know that i been cheatin’
i been gettin’ money, and i know you n*ggas see it
all my exes hate me, think they mad ’cause i ain’t ugly
maybe that’s ’cause i’m the sh*t and all these n*ggas dusty
this year i ain’t sparin’ sh*t, n*ggas gettin’ robbed
break a n*gga down, you would think that it’s my job

- bbyafricka lyrics

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