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flee - thanksgiving / my bitches shoot too lyrics
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[part one: thanksgiving]
[intro]
courtside, hmm, cash
northside, mmm
four-five, mmm
southside, mmm, hmm
[chorus]
courtside at the game with your b-tch, northside when i’m pushin’ the whip
four-five, i extendo the clip, we hit the strip, we let it rip
westside b-tch give me the lip, eastside b-tch, give her the d-ck
i ain’t f-ckin’ with my southside b-tch, huh, she be talkin’ too much sh-t
[verse]
she be talkin’ too much sh-t, i don’t like that b-tch, i’ma leave that b-tch
lil b-tch, watch your mouth, ‘fore i f-ck your sis
‘fore i f-ck your mother, or your bad cousins
or your grandmother, i don’t give a sh-t
and your auntie been staring at me at thanksgiving
playin’ footie with me, yeah, her feet was on my d-ck
you such a southern b-tch, i don’t eat chitlins
mac and cheese was kinda good, turkey was dry as sh-t
[chorus]
courtside at the game with your b-tch, northside when i’m pushin’ the whip
four-five, i extendo the clip, we hit the strip, we let it rip
westside b-tch give me the lip, eastside b-tch, give her the d-ck
i ain’t f-ckin’ with my southside b-tch, huh, she be talkin’ too much sh-t
[outro]
she be talkin’ too much sh-t
f-ck with a southside b-tch, she be talkin’ too much sh-t
don’t f-ck with a southside b-tch, she be talkin’ too much sh-t
northside when i’m pushing’ the whip, no n-gga tryna take my sh-t
i’m not with the sh-ts, i might let it rip
northside when i doze with your b-tch, no n-gga gonna take my sh-t
i’m not with the sh-ts, i might let it rip
i might let it rip
[part two: my b-tches shoot too]
[verse]
i’m not with the sh-ts, i might let it rip
broke boy tryna take my chain, but i wasn’t with
dumb-ss lil boy, this not a game, you end up missin’
i won’t let my n-ggas shoot you, you’ll get shot by b-tches
b-tch, b-tches, b-tches, b-tches
unload the new pistols
i got hoes and they grippin’
ak-47, leave a n-gga limpin’
limpin’, limpin’, now he movin’ different
he didn’t wanna listen, now he got shot by women
women, women, women, women
hand that lil b-tch a gun, now she gon’ start trippin’
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