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b line - funeral lyrics

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b line lyrics
b*tch you dumb
b*tch you make my f*cking brain melt
im cutting out your eyes
to see the pain felt

b*tch pay what you owe me
i am not the old
i am not your homie
f*ck how you control me

b*tch we in the back
counting them racks
b*tch got g*star on her ass
oh that white b*tch got some ass
oh now that b*tch smoking gas

i made that b*tch
know why that b*tch on my d*ck
this b*tch make me sick
and her mans is a b*tch

to the money make a b line
all these f*ckers feline
fn shoot him he flying
fn shoot him he crying
b*tch get your racks up
b*tch whats the matter
ima come into your crib
and k!ll you let it splatter

- funeral lyrics

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