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lirik lagu fuck girl – domo wilson

yeah, uh, this the f*ck girl anthem, heh
y’all n***** can be f*ck boys?
we can be f*ck girls, ya feel?

i no longer give a f*ck and i be living it
make that n**** give me sloppy top but i ain’t giving it
freaky b*tch but when we out in public i be innocent
used to cry over n***** now i play ’em like an instrument
n***** be so saucy when i dog ’em
walk ’em in the park and then pretend i never saw them
i never text ’em back and back and guaranteed i’m not gon’ call ’em
his bestie’s looking fine so i’m a sl*t because i want all ’em, d*mn

it’s a hot girl summer on my city girl sh*t
thirty inches in my head i’m on some pretty girl sh*t
i ain’t never gave a f*ck i’m on my pretty girl sh*t
i got a baddie she be on her itty bitty girl sh*t
n***** always talkin’ sh*t ’cause they be biased
f*cking h*lla girls but when we f*ck y’all it’s a riot
body shaming women ’cause we living it man be quiet
this ain’t the 1900s, n****, don’t you f*cking try it, b*tch, b*tch

i’on really wanna be no wife
so n**** do you wanna chill tonight? uh, yeah
f*ck you good and it feels so right
but i’ma ghost you to be real tonight, yuh, yuh
i’on never need a n**** b*tch i’m what a n**** need
i’ma be fine if you leave but when i leave a n**** bleed
yes indeed get a n**** begging me to plant his seed, n**** please
f*ck you missionary then i f*cking leave
i heard you curious but i don’t take none of you n***** serious
delirious do what i want making you n***** furious on period
i’m single b*tch i don’t think that you hearing it
no fearing it say what you want but i ain’t ever clearing it
’cause i don’t give a f*cking so go on and talk your sh*t
y’all be yapping on the internet i block your sh*t
but when y’all see me i’ll be friendly but i’ll rock your sh*t
i heard your girl she think i’m s*xy so i got your b*tch
and i remember running outta gas living outta indy
now i make a pretty penny travel sh*t to any city
i’m a boss b*tch don’t care how much it cost b*tch
you lose me it’s your loss b*tch you know i got the sauce b*tch, b*tch, b*tch

i’on really wanna be no wife
so n**** do you wanna chill tonight? uh, yeah
f*ck you good and it feels so right
but i’ma ghost you to be real tonight, uh

all my independent b*tches who don’t need no man
i need ya all to f*cking raise your hand, ayy
and to my women who be living any way they can
and you don’t need no one to understand
and all my independent b*tches who don’t need no man
i need ya all to f*cking raise your hand, ayy
and to my women who be living any way they can
and you don’t need no one to understand
don’t do it b*tch

- domo wilson

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