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lirik lagu want no beef – raedio, omerettà the great, enchanting & a.chic

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[chorus]
none of you fake ass hoes don’t want real beef (yeah)
f*ck around and get that hate knocked out yo t**th (yeah)
goons outside yo crib, get up out yo sleep (yeah)
you can get all this smoke f*ckin’ ’round with me (yeah)
we want all that smoke (b*tch)
we want all that smoke
we want all that smoke (yeah)
we want all that smoke
we want all that smoke (ho)
we want all that smoke b*tch
we want all that smoke (yeah)
we want all that smoke

[verse 1: omeretta]
i’m with whatever where ever
if they want smoke
thеn i’m on some chimney sh*t
hoe u gotta bе tripping
you gotta be dizzy
if u think that you’ll ever get rid of me b*tch
i’m a gangsta
run up on me with that fye ima blank ya
pull out my belt you too luh ima spank ya
gotta think twice for they try to come n get me
and monitor a b*tch by my ankle
got a problem with the kid
then come address it
i don’t like to hang with b*tches
cuz these b*tches be too messy
shut up hoe or get active
this a world wide message
they don’t really want these problems
they ain’t like that yeah i said it cuz
[chorus]
fake ass hoes don’t want real beef (yeah)
f*ck around and get that hate knocked out yo t**th (yeah)
goons outside yo crib, get up out yo sleep
you can get all this smoke f*ckin’ ’round with me (yeah)
we want all that smoke (b*tch)
we want all that smoke
we want all that smoke (yeah)
we want all that smoke
we want all that smoke (hoe)
we want all that smoke (b*tch)
we want all that smoke (yeah)
we want all that smoke

[verse 2: enchanting]
tell a ho pull up
get they ass beat
bet i have them b*tches running like a trackmeet
i got hittas in the field like they athletes
since she got twitter fingers tell her @ me
never forget these b*tches betrayed me
now its time to fight hoe playing crazy
ion f*ck with these hoes they fugazi
stand on bidness the way mama raised me
hit a b*tch wit a combo like ali
quick to pop me a bih like a molly
this sh*t run thru my veins like a iv
ain’t even gotta say it they knowing my body
when i pull up these b*tches be silent
i can’t beef wit these hoes im too violent
tell dat b*tch come outta hiding
tell her drop me a addy i’m sliding
[chorus]
fake ass hoes don’t want real beef (yeah)
f*ck around and get that hate knocked out yo t**th (yeah)
goons outside yo crib, get up out yo sleep
you can get all this smoke f*ckin’ ’round with me (yeah)
we want all that smoke (b*tch)
we want all that smoke
we want all that smoke (yeah)
we want all that smoke
we want all that smoke (ho)
we want all that smoke (b*tch)
we want all that smoke (yeah)
we want all that smoke

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