lirik lagu flipped – gutta k
[intro]
you got a friend in me
you got a friend in me
when the road looks rough ahead
and you miles and miles from your nice warm bed
you just remember what your old pal said
oh you got a friend in me
grrrr
mixed tre
hahaha, gutta sh*t
mz. g
uh*huh
[verse 1: mixed tre]
mm
sack of potatos (yeah)
giving me mable (yeah)
b*tches be talking that sh*t but disabled (yeah)
built like a cradle (yeah, yeah, yeah)
horse back b*tch, pan body b*tch
having all your fans fight for you
b*tch you full of sh*t, sh*tty b*tch (aw jaybies)
might be a tranny, i might just be milli
i’m treading in p*ssy so chewy like candy
these b*tches be copying, following mommy
these b*tches be (ugh) giving cindy and wendy built
ass so fat when i walk round
probably the n*ggas be shook so their head go tilt
p*ssy on sale, worth mills
p*ssy so fat, got big boys speeding down the hills
i’m a pretty hood b*tch from chicago
pretty young b*tch like mulatto you’d think he won the latto
4, 5 shots of moscato
drunk ass n*gga, stole his money now i’m running like turbo
now down goes the beast
b*tches be bumping them gums
when i tell you this boulder built b*tch just got slid off her feet
[verse 2: mz. g]
i don’t really give a d*mn what a b*tch talking bout
i’ll pull up, turn her down if she talking loud
all i gotta do is call benny, he gon gun em down
i just left your b*tch house
yeah we was running round
please do not try it, i might get excited
you better be quiet, i’m moving in silence
i had to sleep her cause she was looking tired
you know i keep it, the strap be on the side of me
dirty dirty dallas where them n*ggas be wilding
i just left the house cause the b*tch was acting childish
you need a tune up, b*tch that p*ssy got some mileage
slapping hoes down, i don’t like to be crowded
[verse 3: gutta k]
big, big fat money long but them titties longer
i beat the b*tch up like the queen i showed her
i pulled up to the house, took a kick like gordon
i swept her off her feet, hall sweeper, i warned her
big b*tch m*ffin built. why the f*ck she playing?
cause all my n*ggas ride, all my n*ggas spraying
i’m skinny and you fat, what the f*ck is you saying?
i’m getting to this money while you tasting the pain
i heard you mad cause a little b*tch popping
got it
f*cking on them kids, that’s a problem
stop it
thought that sh*t was cute
but you known for wearing curtains as a top
that’s what you call a broke b*tch, trending topic
danny didn’t want that sloppy toppy
big gorilla b*tch, he ain’t want you cause you sloppy
now keep that sh*t cute b*tch and focus on sunny
before you eat the floor again and sleep just like a mummy
b*tch
hahaha
oh sh*t
grrrrr
gutta sh*t
ay
f*ck with me
ay, ay
wait
[verse 4: gutta k]
i’m clearing you b*tches like job applications
i don’t f*ck with b*tches, i lost dedication
i’m high as a b*tch and she mad that i made it
your face is so ugly, it’s bumpy and crated
hoes is so mad i’m the talk of the town
cause gutta that b*tch and i’m taking your crown
if a b*tch speak i’mma lay a hoe down
and i’m out with your dude and he copped me a pound
smoking on woods, can’t f*ck with no swishers
i’m his new present, wrap me up for christmas
my p*ssy wet, busting nuts like a missle
i’m not trying to talk cause i’m too quick to hit ya
no we ain’t cool cause you mad and you bitter
that onlyfans sh*t got me weak in the liver
it ain’t no beef cause that b*tch is too little
why beat a b*tch face? f*ck a case, i slid her
i’m really disgusted, n*ggas be bluffing
you left the queen to go sleep with a muppet
you left the queen to go sleep with my puppet
you left the queen now you stuck looking ugly
oh
dog face ass hoe
i don’t got a bag hoe
i be scamming n*ggas off of tinder with my ass hoe
always been a trash hoe
stay up off my ass fore’ i turn around and pop you in your sh*t with the brass bro
yes i’m the younger b*tch
yes i’m the stepper
known to have my b*tch lay a hater with the tesla
known to have the strap in the back going reckless
i’ll p*ss a b*tch off. big mad, can’t help it
you a mad b*tch (duh)
i’m a bad b*tch (duh)
been had your n*gga in the past b*tch (duh)
ring ring, this a studious p*ssy
this a grade a
i don’t give a f*ck about a b*tch
i’m too paid
give two f*cks
now i’m through, i’m through, i’m through
i’m through, i’m through, i’m through
i’m done with this fat ass b*tch
i’m through
you’re out of my weight class
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