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lirik lagu hot pot – yb curtis

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[intro]
(mbc, you’re crazy)
yeah, uh
ay’ mane, ay’ you know, ay’
ay’ that’s what these n*ggas think ‘bout me mane
ay’ these b*tches really think i give a f*ck n*gga
b*tch, lets go (yeah)
yeah
say let that bit, go like this, yeah

[chorus]
ay’ mane the last thing that you can think lil’ b*tch, is you got over me
to think i’m tender ‘bout a b*tch?
that sh*t be dumb
b*tch you a ho’ to me
b*tch n*gga speakin’ on my name
i swear that sh*t be f*ckin’ blowin’ me
mane why the f*ck these p*ssy n*ggas think that they be knowin’ me?
you f*ckin’ claim that you a gangsta’ n*gga
b*tch but what the f*ck you showin’ me?
b*tch i ain’t no f*ckin’ gangsta’ n*gga
and y’all b*tches never harmin’ me
and mane them n*ggas caught me lackin’ b*tch
oh yeah i got got
mane this for all them p*ssy n*ggas claimin’ that my pot hot
[verse 1]
oh mane i love it when a p*ssy n*gga thinkin’ he can get to me
and them n*ggas be angry, cause they never f*ckin’ hittin’ me
oh mane i heard it
i done watched it
i done seen the f*ckin’ jealousy
oh b*tch i got a baby by that fine ho’
they envy me
mane i watch n*ggas call they self yo brother, b*tch
but they ain’t kin to me
they rat you out and then you get the bubble, b*tch
that’s how the city be
oh mane i swear when she had left, that sh*t had motherf*ckin’ hurted me
but i got over b*tch now i don’t got no f*ckin’ dirty feet
mane you reap what you sow, that’s what the bible verses be
so i ain’t worried ‘bout a b*tch who put a n*gga versus me
mane once you cross me you a opp, b*tch
so stay there wit’ yo peeps
so mane just stay there wit’ them opps
may all y’all b*tches rest in peace, b*tch

[chorus]
ay’ mane the last thing that you can think lil’ b*tch, is you got over me
to think i’m tender ‘bout a b*tch?
that sh*t be dumb
b*tch you a ho’ to me
b*tch n*gga speakin’ on my name
i swear that sh*t be f*ckin’ blowin’ me
mane why the f*ck these p*ssy n*ggas think that they be knowin’ me?
you f*ckin’ claim that you a gangsta’ n*gga
b*tch but what the f*ck you showin’ me?
b*tch i ain’t no f*ckin’ gangsta’ n*gga
and y’all b*tches never harmin’ me
and mane them n*ggas caught me lackin’ b*tch
oh yeah i got got
mane this for all them p*ssy n*ggas claimin’ that my pot hot
[verse 2]
mane these n*ggas they be maggots
mane they be trashy
b*tch i don’t like n*ggas
b*tch i hate n*ggas
all that p*ssy sh*t, it make me wanna fight n*ggas
mane these b*tches, they gon’ lie about ya’
that’s why i can’t cuff a b*tch
mane i got tapes for days, if a b*tch wan’ see me f*ck a b*tch
mane b*tches tryna’ be my second baby mama
and i just tell ‘em i don’t want anymore motherf*ckin’ drama
so i just a duck a b*tch
and if a n*gga speak up on my f*ckin’ mama
mane i’ma cluck ya’ b*tch
ay’ mane don’t f*ck wit’ me cause i might get that fye and then i up ya’ b*tch
mane actin’ like i care ‘bout yo’ feelings, that sh*t be futile
mane i get tired of n*ggas talkin’, i wish i could mute y’all
b*tch, i’ma put all of my sh*t up on a u*haul
b*tch, i’ma move and act like i ain’t ever knew y’all, yeah

[chorus]
ay’ mane the last thing that you can think lil’ b*tch, is you got over me
to think i’m tender ‘bout a b*tch?
that sh*t be dumb
b*tch you a ho’ to me
b*tch n*gga speakin’ on my name
i swear that sh*t be f*ckin’ blowin’ me
mane why the f*ck these p*ssy n*ggas think that they be knowin’ me?
you f*ckin’ claim that you a gangsta’ n*gga
b*tch but what the f*ck you showin’ me?
b*tch i ain’t no f*ckin’ gangsta’ n*gga
and y’all b*tches never harmin’ me
and mane them n*ggas caught me lackin’ b*tch
oh yeah i got got
mane this for all them p*ssy n*ggas claimin’ that my pot hot (pot hot)
[outro]
yeah
ay’ mane i swear i just don’t f*ckin’ get it, mane
ay’
they wanna prey on a n*gga downfall so f*ckin’ bad, b*tch
but i ain’t never gon’ stop, b*tch
ay’ yeah
look, uh
i’m out this ho’

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