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lirik lagu 6 pm in philly – casie baybie

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[intro]
ayo!
casie

[verse 1]
i wish a b*tch really would try and diss me
she might be on some g*y sh*t and been tryin’ to kiss me
every time i left the game, real lyricists list me
but she’s a character, you even sound like you from disney
this rap sh*t is just a f*cking game to me
you borrowin’ bars, that sh*t so f*cking lame to me
the audacity of you b*tch, just amazes me
put bronze to your face, like it’s maybelline
and i might not be the best at switchin’ flows
but, everybody knows, i’m the queen of this and hoes
or may i say the king, ’cause i’m the ruler
appreciate the game of “respect me,” ’cause i’m the shooter
i’ll come right through ya, just like nutted through some panties
and all this fly sh*t that you poppin’, is for pays
next time you diss me, i’ll blow you a track and tag
and if you wanted a feature that bad, you should’ve just asked me
where was i at, how many bars have i spat now?
i heard you dissed me, you should’ve just sat your ass down
should’ve studied [?]
you was talkin’ too much, it was only right that i lashed out
give me any time to [?] speak on it, rap about the same sh*t
you either used to or r*t*rded
i tried to warn you, but look at what you started
flow so clean, make you look like garbage
i wish you test me, i’ma ace ya
mask you, ’cause i’ma be up in your face, girl
[?]
your gps is f*cked up, put you in your place, girl
yeah, i put you in your place
i’m just one of those b*tches you could never replace
put you in a choke hold, you can never escape
you got yourself in trouble, but have you learned from mistakes?
all i spit is real, this why real n*ggas f*ck with me
everybody in this b*tch, know you can’t f*ck with me
i can hurt the career, so you might as well f*ck with me
talkin’ ’bout you strapped, i suggest you buck it, b
but, don’t catch feelings, it’s a general statement
but, i’ma get under your skin, like some genital scabies
[?]
swallow my nut, b*tch, it look like you got rabies (ew)
nasty, like my flow is, rap ’cause you a trender
b*tch, this is shoulders
i’ma k!ll your self*esteem, i hope you notice
don’t know why they hype you up, ’cause you bogus
i don’t need a war to remind me who’s ridin’
got a glock beside me and you tryin’ my love of excitement
yeah, if this non*existent, just hope you don’t try it, consider it a warning
next time, it’s a promise, b*tch*

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