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biggkutt8 - ted bundy كلمات أغنية

[chorus]
i’mma k!ll the p_ssy every time i hit it, like ted bundy
trap took up my whole schedule, got a preacher to serve this sunday
b_tch better eat before she come, i don’t wanna hear sh_t ’bout you hungry
these labels been scared to sign a n_gga, they know i’m livin’ the sh_t i’m recording
this b_tch can’t stay at the b&b if she ain’t, f_ckin’, cookin’ or cleanin’
anything go against this 8 sh_t, that’s comittin’ treason
i knew i was lit when i walked down the altar and then i served the deacon
when i catch lil’ what’s_his_namе, this b_tch gon’ leave the city griеvin’

[verse]
brodie ass’ll tip_toe and get up close, like a ballerina
in miami with my lil’ uzi and a b_tch who look like caresha
had to f_ck this lil’ b_tch raw, that lil’ p_ssy get aquafina
wherever i go, i’m movin’ militant, bring the choppa to argentina
that lil’ p_ssy wet like a water faucet, but i’m f_cked up ’bout how you eat it
all grams, it ain’t no f_ckin’ scam, but this sh_t look like we [?]
check the score, we so up on the f_ckin’ opps, it look like we cheatin’
if i let you hit this dead opp with me, you might hear that n_gga screamin’
[?] with speed, any b_tch i need, i ain’t never seen it, n_gga
my choppa a bad b_tch and she independent, this b_tch’ll leave a n_gga
i was in 10th grade, i was tryna f_ck on my english teacher
tryna walk down and give a n_gga straight shots, this not no margarita
i can swipe for bodies with my credit, n_gga, i don’t need no visa
i can box it up and get it to your doorstep, like a f_ckin’ pizza
i feel just like kay flock, walk a b_tch down in brand new designer sneakers
last n_gga got hit in the f_ckin’ neck, that f_ck n_gga barely breathin’
ain’t no rollin’ over, pass me the controller, i’mma show you how to play it
if i don’t get rich, it’s probably a good chance i’m goin’ to the feds
my n_gga trickin’ and he ain’t no ho, but he’ll catch head for bread
get your b_tch back, p_ssy ain’t hittin’ on sh_t, n_gga, i just got head instead
[chorus]
i’mma k!ll the p_ssy every time i hit it, like ted bundy
trap took up my whole schedule, got a preacher to serve this sunday
b_tch better eat before she come, i don’t wanna hear sh_t ’bout you hungry
these labels been scared to sign a n_gga, they know i’m livin’ the sh_t i’m recording
this b_tch can’t stay at the b&b if she ain’t, f_ckin’, cookin’ or cleanin’
anything go against this 8 sh_t, that’s comittin’ treason
i knew i was lit when i walked down the altar and then i served the deacon
when i catch lil’ what’s_his_name, this b_tch gon’ leave the city grievin’

- biggkutt8

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