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nonsense - cometha lyrics

[chorus]
b-tch miss me with that nonsense, you broke, got nine cents
i ball hard like dennis rodman, no lyin’
i just f-cked that b-tch and then i nutted on her eyelid
i smoke so much dope, my b-tch be calling me a pothead
gucci-gucci on my feet now, she wanna meet now
took my pants off now it’s time for her to eat now
she gobbled on my d-ck and then i told her she should leave now
had to kick that little sl-tty b-tch up out my treehouse

[verse]
i came in this b-tch with my gun out
if he want some smoke then we gon’ run down, that boy done now
put a silencer up on my gun, i change the gun sound
hundred round clip, i let it hit ’til it ain’t no rounds
comethazine that n-gga and you knew that
eighty-eighty thousand dollars worth of jewelry on my crewneck
your b-tch, she be givin’ up that top, she gave my crew neck
my b-tch booty jiggle when she walk, it really do that

- cometha lyrics

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