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janice dudley – smack a bitch (radio edit) كلمات اغاني

[intro: janice dudley]
janice d on the track
gonna smack a b_tch today

[verse 1: janice dudley]
karen f_cking smack (f_ck you)
you’re nothing but a liar (a liar)
a user and a cheater (a cheater)
you wanna play with fire?
don’t f_ck with the queen
cause b_tch you’ll regret it
too late for that now
just shouldn’t have said it
first of all, i thought we were friends
don’t lie to me, don’t play pretend
everyone knows you’re that b_tch pam
dragging our names all over the gram
going behind our backs and sh_t talking
wanna be friends as karen, real shocking
how you can switch up just like that
come on girl, you know that’s whack
but then i found out who you really are
all in front of me wasn’t very hard
likе girl, did you even try to hide it?
got thе receipts, don’t try to deny it
confront your ass, you change the story
lie to my face, and you ain’t sorry
try to say you gave the account away
that makes no sense, don’t even play
try to make up like nothing happened
got me f_cked up, like girl i’m laughing
excuses excuses excuses excuses
is all that come out of your mouth
once i call you out, head another route
you only just scream and shout
do me dirty, put you in your place
two against a hundred, can’t defend your case
you know what you did don’t try to erase
you switched up and lied
and i made you cry
just get the f_ck out of my face
cried bout the charts when you didn’t top
we all know that your songs are flops
got no awards cause you ain’t sh_t
ghost wrote for your ass you better admit
always begging to hop on a track
when i expose you, call my music whack
hold up girl, that makes no d_mn sense
i rule the world, and all offense
girl i know the addy
gonna f_ck you up
girl you ain’t no baddie
so i wish you luck
ending your career
with just one track
you cower in fear
when i come attack
don’t try to apologize
guess starting sh_t wasn’t wise
we won’t just forgive and forget
glad to see you finally regret
all the sh_t that you got us into
your petty lies and rendezvous
now you’re gonna fake your death?
i’ll k!ll you for your last breath (b_tch)
[verse 2: hayleigh deangelo and ,janice dudley]
okay, hayleigh
it’s hayleigh f_cking deangelo
sorry in advance b_tches, but i got sh_t on my mind
your boyfriend wasn’t hot enough
b_tch stop asking like you a tough
be a rude b_tch then ask for forgiveness
i never trusted you in the beginning
and yes, that’s your business
you cancelled yourself over
gonna run you over in my red f_cking rover
gonna k!ll your friend p_b__a_trash_ta
she’s a f_cking disaster
she only had your back
because sis is on f_cking crack
only sh_t you get is pro bono
she k!lled herself, oh no
faked your death b_tch, get lice
susan already did that, uh, twice
trying to be susan f_cking b
flop ass tryna come for the queen
gonna scalp your head like i’m a k!ller
then play a game a billiards
karen faked plastic surgery
she was trying to be pretty
but your personality is sh_tty?
(girl, what the f_ck?)
reverted back to your old face
a big mess and a f_cking disgrace
make your friend k!ll herself too
was faked as well, that’s just swell
y’all need to be put in your place
fans got a bad music taste
your album was a f_cking flop
your hair looks like a mop
you crawled back to me like a roach after your fight with susan
b_tch no more excuses
your sh_tty ass attitude ain’t the way to pay me back
no more please, no more forgiving you
made a whole ass group chat to say sorry
b_tch just shoo
you faked a person named pam
you insulted me b_tch
do you need to see a diagram?
you said a lot of rude sh_t
from your rusty ass cl_t
just as bad as sharel
and her little tools
acting like some fools
said i was a sl_t
b_tch you smell like a literal mutt
turned pam into a scam account
isn’t funny, so i turned myself into remount
i f_cked xavier for revenge
don’t even try to avenge
gonna put you in a ditch, bye b_tch
[outro: janice dudley]
gonna smack a b_tch today

- janice dudley

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