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go get ’em - cupcakke lyrics

[intro]
hahahahahahahahahaha
(jaylap)

[chorus]
one n*gga, two n*gga, three n*gga, four n*gga
i don’t give a f*ck, b*tch, you better go, go get ’em
go, go, go, get ’em (get ’em, get ’em, get ’em, get ’em)
go, go, go, get ’em (get ’em, get ’em, get ’em, get ’em)
one n*gga, two n*gga, three n*gga, four n*gga
i don’t give a f*ck, b*tch, you better go, go get ’em
go, go, go, get ’em (get ’em, get ’em, get ’em, get ’em)
go, go, go, gеt ’em (get ’em, gеt ’em, get ’em, get ’em)

[verse 1]
man, these b*tches used to hate me down
andré 3000 ain’t hatin’ now
make them my son who raised the clowns
must be some man with a racist spouse, uh*huh
b*tch, ho, we already know you can’t f*ck with me
even with consent though your n*gga’s on green
so i know he gon’ go eighty*six to his break, that’s a two*by*four
now shut the f*ck up and just pay me in full
i’m watchin’ your n*gga look at me and drool
he got in his p*ssy and he did the pool
he got in your p*ssy and fell down the stool
i f*ck on that n*gga, then rob that lil’ n*gga
lil’ b*tch, you could sit in a hospital with him
go get all your dogs, better call on them n*ggas
my foot ’round his neck how i call on them n*ggas
meek, meek, meek, meek, my, my d*mn
k!ll half of her family, now she spellin’ fam
ain’t no big three*legged, so i’m switchin’ the brand
if i go, will you know where i am?
cat*lookin’ life, it’s a movie, groovy, must be tubi, b*tch, we know
all that acting and all that cappin’, call him leonardo dicaprio
[chorus]
one n*gga, two n*gga, three n*gga, four n*gga
i don’t give a f*ck, b*tch, you better go, go get ’em
go, go, go, get ’em (get ’em, get ’em, get ’em, get ’em)
go, go, go, get ’em (get ’em, get ’em, get ’em, get ’em)
one n*gga, two n*gga, three n*gga, four n*gga
i don’t give a f*ck, b*tch, you better go, go get ’em
go, go, go, get ’em (get ’em, get ’em, get ’em, get ’em)
go, go, go, get ’em (get ’em, get ’em, get ’em, get ’em)

[verse 2]
these b*tch ass n*ggas, i call them the simpsons
that’s only for one f*ckin’ reason (ring)
’cause he’s a simp and his son a simp
i can predict the money they bringin’
like one n*gga bought me a crib with a attic
yo’ n*gga won’t buy you a make*up pallet
run down on her opps with a chop, let him have it
we draw it out first like when n*ggas get tatted
i’ll start with the gang, servin’ through lanes
makin’ them millions attached to my name
you make fun of trans for tuckin’ that thang
but n*ggas be— b*tch, they be tuckin’ they chains
i don’t understand, these n*ggas be lame
the weaker the n*gga, the bigger the game
send me your dogs who run up my name
give ’em two black eyes, my dalmatians came
[chorus]
go, go, go, get ’em (get ’em, get ’em, get ’em, get ’em)
go, go, go, get ’em (get ’em, get ’em, get ’em, get ’em)
go, go, go, get ’em (get ’em, get ’em, get ’em, get ’em)
go, go, go, get ’em (get ’em, get ’em, get ’em, get ’em)

- cupcakke lyrics

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