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dedboii kez & lime king - mybitchbetter كلمات الأغنية

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[intro]
wake the f_ck up!
waypast

[verse 1: lime king]
ten toes when i spit, ten toes in your b_tch
ten toes when i run the game, i be [?] in this b_tch
i walk with a lean to my side, refrigerator on my wrist
i wet ’em up, i look like r. kelly
got the whole gang getting p_ssed
i’m in the cut, i’m in the slit
i’m in the stab wound, you get the gist
keep talking sh_t ’til i’m swinging my fist
where the f_ck is your flow?
he must have better luck finding the cl_t
pull up to supreme with a shopping list
they tryna steal my style, they gotta save up just to cop the sh_t

[chorus 1: lime king]
they just mad that my b_tch better, my b_tch better
flow so cold i might need sweaters
they just mad that my b_tch better
my b_tch better, my b_tch better
i put sh_lls in the ground like shredder
pesto, i get the green and i’m on f_ckin’ cheddar
my b_tch better, my b_tch better
they just mad that my b_tch better, my b_tch better
flow so cold i might need sweaters
they just mad that my b_tch better
my b_tch better, my b_tch better
i put sh_lls in the ground like shredder
pesto, i get the green and i’m on f_ckin’ cheddar
my b_tch better, my b_tch better
[verse 2: kezura]
lot of these boy be talkin’ like they better
they under the weather, they under the radar
under this ar, kickin’ like tekken
sh_t can get messy, his shots ain’t connecting
brand new arp came with some pressure (d_mn!)
got the toolie dancing (ooooh!)
bro think he do wrong, we slide, he stand corrected (yeah!)
lime and kez gon’ f_ck your dime piece and her bestie
way we slide it’s demon time
now five_o out here tryna catch me (ha ha!)
she let me beat to the music, she f_ck up the tempo
b_tch it’s time to stretch it (ooh!)
just ask becky (ooh, drippin’ down her necklace) (f_ck!)

[verse 3: kezura]
i done pulled up with no mask and no guns
it’s just me, touch me
if he can even stand, then he got lucky
that is not your friend, that’s not your stan
that’s your b_tt buddie (ha ha!)
i knew he was a b_tch inside the closet, day one tried to hunt me
slidin’ in this hummer (woo!)
put the stick to his head, look like a [?]
yeah, his shorty only see me without my jeans, she call me d_ckhead (ha ha!)
that’s what i put in her mouth
she swallow, she ain’t even spit yet (ooh! ooh!)
i done painted her face, i can’t tell where the f_ck her lips at (haha)
[chorus 2: lime king]
my b_tch better than yours
i don’t get nice girls, i get wh0res (d_mn right!)
if that girl don’t want cum in her pores (headshot)
then i’m taking that b_tch to the door (get the f_ck out!)
if that b_tch wanted christian dior
then her clothes gon’ be put on the floor (hahaha)
i don’t care who got points on the board
this glock gonna settle the score

[verse 4: kezura & lime king]
my b_tch better, she pop the tags
i just need the bag and a whole lotta cash
she seen it by the water bottle, now she tryna smash
i can’t take this b_tch out nowhere with her stupid thirsty ass
wait (nope!)
arrivederci, dash, and i’m out on the block with my glock out
she said i look like incubus, this b_tch is tryna rock out
met this b_tch for five minutes, she started pullin’ my c_ck out
i’m from volkanovski’s city, this d_ck gon’ make her knock out
your main b_tch be my only competition
cause she be toppin’ me
head game like socrates, i’m just tryna give her c_ck and leave
but i cannot get that b_tch off of me
old school nickelodeon, i’mma pull the drake if he joshin’ me
if he got beef with me and kez we gon’ chop his meat

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