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bill wailey - major flaws lyrics

[verse 1]
b_tches wanna get my d_ck wet in december
nah, i just wanna play ball in september
all my n_ggas want me to break into cribs
nah, just wanna go to spur and eat sum’ ribs
okay, maybe we like to f_ck up a lot of sh_t
i want all my b_tches to be f_ckin’ fit
pull up to the spot with weed in my hand
that i bought with f_ckin’ fifty_rand
n_ggas tryna confuse me like a broke b_tch
now i do drugs, oh now they all wanna snitch
kids tryin’ laugh at bailey now, what the f_ck
everytime i sit on the sofa, i feel like i’m stuck
wanna sit down and learn how to speak sesotho
but i don’t wanna go to that country lesotho
broke n_ggas gotta stay in their motherf_ckin’ lane
broke b_tches better not tryna call my name
womanizer is me, but i don’t steal from them
i sing for the moment, man i feel like eminem
gang gang gotta be us ’cause we be tight
b_tches better f_ck off, i know that’s right
lemme take a moment and sip sum’ barcardi
she likes it like that so i’m gon’ call her cardi
yo, we don’t play with no stupid b_tch, n_gga
check my catalogue ’cause i’m gettin’ bigger
i know i’m great but i’m gon’ get that to detail
b_tch, i bought all my f_ckin’ drip at retail
smokin’ weed illegally at a mothef_ckin’ cave
then i drink some vodka legally by the wave
who got stunned last night, oh, it was logan
now we runnin’ wild jus’ like hulk hogan
she got her hands deep in me like ’em claws
man, i try not to think ’bout my major flaws
[verse 2]
now we at the party n_gga, takin’ lotta shots
don’t worry baby, my n_ggas will connect the dots
but you know me, i drink ’till i pass out
b_tch ass n_gga drink ’till he gon’ wuss out
b_tch, i’m a savage, but i’m not hit row
people askin’ if i’ve forgiven my foes
nope, never, prolly won’t forgive my opps
girls tryna get me to donate blood drops
scared of needles, last one had me crying
the first one made me feel like i was dying
back to the party, now we outchea trappin’
while my n_ggas jus’ wanna get to rappin’
talkin’ to a b_tch while it’s rainin’ outside
she prolly livin’ at that place on the southside
now we talkin’ ’bout suckin’ some d_ck
i can tell by her language, she freaky
young n_gga be takin’ care like i’m drake
young n_gga jus’ made a simple mistake
no need to laugh at me, it was jus’ a skit
but i know in my mind that i got grit
sometimes i think of turnin’ myself off
maybe take my corpse to a f_ckin’ drop_off
but you gotta be thinkin’ of meditation
i feel like these crazy b_tches need medication
one time, this close to a young n_gga expelled
look at my maths lit, then you’ll know i excelled
real n_ggas know i don’t take no prisoners
sometimes i don’t even allow f_ckin’ visitors
never interrupt a n_gga when he be gamin’
f_ck ’em murderers, fake innocence claimin’
people scared of me like i’m a dead man walkin’
sometimes n_gga need to learn to stop talkin’

- bill wailey lyrics

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