lirik lagu fake bitches – justina valentine
[intro]
ya d*mn right
fake b*tches, fake love, better lay low
(burps) fake b*tches make me gassy
oh yeah
yo yo yo
[chorus]
fake b*tches, fake love, better lay low
real rap, real chat when i say so
get the bag get the paper get the pesos
when she walk by i be like “hey hoe !”
fake b*tches, fake love, better lay low
real rap, real chat whеn i say so
get the bag get thе paper get the pesos
she a rat set the trap with some queso
[verse 1]
i could never twist with a f*ck b*tch
eight pic posed up like a duck b*tch
you a try hard doing too much b*tch
wish i had a d*ck you could come suck b*tch
turning tricks for a couple bucks b*tch
you a chicken head let me hear you cluck b*tch
f*cking with the water thats gon’ have you stuck b*tch
coming for a real one try your luck b*tch
i don’t wanna have to take down these hoes
the grass is up high but the snakes on the low
screaming she real she the fakest i know
your ass don’t giggle cause the cakes are borrowed
ain’t a b*tch breathing who can do it like me
stevie wonder to a b*tch acting like they can’t see
if you wanna get respect, guess you got to be mean
all these b*tches are my daughters should’ve take a plan b, uh
[chorus]
fake b*tches, fake love, better lay low
real rap, real chat when i say so
get the bag get the paper get the pesos
when she walk by i be like “hey hoe !”
fake b*tches, fake love, better lay low
real rap, real chat when i say so
get the bag get the paper get the pesos
she a rat set the trap with some queso
[verse 2]
it’s funny how they never mention me like they ain’t heard of me
but ain’t a single b*tch that they could bring that tried to murder me
the way i’m k!lling sh*t go check my record sure got felonies
not only is she rapping cold but shorty got the melodies
how can they make a list of chicks and not even include my name
when i’m one of the few who really write and who respect the game
and i’m the only one who go bananas when i’m off the brain
and all the rules of hip hop they used to [?] change
sleeping on me, taking nap, nap, nap, naps
but i’m the most ill that’s no cap, cap, cap, cap
i’m moving to the [?] you’re mad, mad, mad, mad
and to all my real b*tches give a dab, dab, dab, dab
there’s a few of us that still exist please don’t get it twisted
we be in the mix, sweet like licorice, k!ll you with a kiss
all you hating b*tches still looking sorry
and all my real b*tches show love like cardi
[chorus]
fake b*tches, fake love, better lay low
real rap, real chat when i say so
get the bag get the paper get the pesos
when she walk by i be like “hey hoe !”
fake b*tches, fake love, better lay low
real rap, real chat when i say so
get the bag get the paper get the pesos
she a rat set the trap with some queso
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