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what it is? - ggot curt lyrics

intro]
(grrgh)
(brrgh, b*tch)
(yeah, p*ssy n*gga)
(curtondatrack, go crazy)
(yeah, eh, let’s do it)
ay’ where my drank at?
n*gga, b*tch, ay’ what they talkin’ ‘bout?
yeah, b*tch, i be the realest n*gga
b*tch, say let that bit’, go like this, yeah

[chorus]
grrgh
ay’ what that boy was talkin’ ‘bout, b*tch?
mane that boy think he the sh*t
cause he done got a little clout, b*tch
gon’ and pass that b*tch to me
i call that sh*t that f*ckin’ mouth switch
he wanna run his f*ckin’ mouth
i put him down up in that ground, b*tch
i’m talkin’ ‘bout yeah, what it is?
spray him down, wit’ some rounds, b*tch
i’m talkin’ ‘bout yeah, what it is?
leave him lost, won’t get him found, b*tch
i be like n*gga, what it is?
b*tch i had went off up on that clown b*tch
b*tch, yeah, what it is?
know that p*ssy boy be ridin’ ‘round up in that crown vic’
b*tch
[verse 1]
ol’ light skin, pretty boy, they thinkin’ i’m a convict
b*tch i had walked up in that bank
them b*tches thought i was finna rob it
i’m in this b*tch just like i’m batman (batman)
b*tch it’s mother f*ck a robin
i got a sweet lil’ s*xy b*tch, i took her ass to baskin*robins
ay’ lil’ b*tch don’t f*ck wit’ me
i’m in this b*tch just like a mafi*
i*i*i don’t f*ck wit’ p*ssy n*ggas, like the motherf*ckin’ n*z* (b*tch)
you talkin’ all that p*ssy sh*t, well lil’ b*tch come and try me
b*tch i be the type to merk that boy
get his ass done in private
now his ass f*ckin’ silent (he quiet)
his mama tryna’ find him (she cryin’)
he shoulda seen that sign (sign)
in this boot, these n*ggas dyin’ (they dyin’)
had to cut that lil’ b*tch off
cause she ain’t f*ckin’ match my time (that time)
oh they like when i go off
cause they want me to lose my mind (err*time)
i won’t tolerate no b*tch that’s interferin’ wit’ my grind
b*tch i won’t tolerate no sneaky b*tch that’s comin’ on my line (bye bye)
b*tch i don’t want no shy lil’ s*xy b*tch, i like my b*tches bi
i’m talkin’ ‘bout she better throat my d*ck until she f*ckin’ cry
[chorus]
ay’ what that boy was talkin’ ‘bout, b*tch?
mane that boy think he the sh*t
cause he done got a little clout, b*tch
gon’ and pass that b*tch to me
i call that sh*t that f*ckin’ mouth switch
he wanna run his f*ckin’ mouth
i put him down up in that ground, b*tch
i’m talkin’ ‘bout yeah, what it is?
spray him down, wit’ some rounds, b*tch
i’m talkin’ ‘bout yeah, what it is?
leave him lost, won’t get him found, b*tch
i be like n*gga, what it is?
b*tch i had went off up on that clown b*tch
b*tch, yeah, what it is?
know that p*ssy boy be ridin’ ‘round up in that crown vic’
b*tch

[verse 2]
b*tch i be turnt up in this b*tch and i get on like makavelli
mane i be turnt up wit’ that b*tch, she want my d*ck up in her belly
i told lil’ shawty make a onlyfans
b*tch, take that cat and sell it
b*tch we could make yo’ ass a movie, let me know b*tch we could set it
yeah
she creamin’ on my d*ck while she on top like little debbie
gon’ hit that boy up wit’ that uzi
say*say now that b*tch beheaded
i know them n*ggas tryna’ do me
gon’ hit him wit’ that mac*11
or wit’ a f*ckin’ mac*10, in this b*tch like 7*eleven
i met that b*tch up at that trail ride
i know she f*ckin’ dirty
they wantin’ me to do some jail time
b*tch they tryna’ get me early
she tryna’ ride up on my horse up on that derby, ya’ heard me?
i told that b*tch to throw it back, she better twerk it, ya’ heard me?
[chorus]
ay’ what that boy was talkin’ ‘bout, b*tch?
mane that boy think he the sh*t
cause he done got a little clout, b*tch
gon’ and pass that b*tch to me
i call that sh*t that f*ckin’ mouth switch
he wanna run his f*ckin’ mouth
i put him down up in that ground, b*tch
i’m talkin’ ‘bout yeah, what it is?
spray him down, wit’ some rounds, b*tch
i’m talkin’ ‘bout yeah, what it is?
leave him lost, won’t get him found, b*tch
i be like n*gga, what it is?
b*tch i had went off up on that clown b*tch
b*tch, yeah, what it is?
know that p*ssy boy be ridin’ ‘round up in that crown vic’
b*tch

[outro]
(i’m talkin’ ‘bout yeah, what it is?)
(spray him down, wit’ some rounds, b*tch)
(i’m talkin’ ‘bout yeah, what it is?)
(leave him lost, won’t get him found, b*tch)
(i be like n*gga, what it is?)
(b*tch i had went off up on that clown b*tch)
(b*tch, yeah, what it is?)
(know that p*ssy boy be ridin’ ‘round up in that crown vic’)
(b*tch)

- ggot curt lyrics

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