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rubi rose - deserve to die lyrics

[intro]
huh
yeah
ayy, ayy
ayy, ayy

[chorus]
this cheatin’ on his b_tch, he deserve to die (pah)
before you l!ck your lips and get between these thighs
you be actin’ like you tough, can’t look me in my eyes (in my eyes)
this n_gga tryna slit his wrists ’cause he can’t get with i (okay)
i just hopped out, two_door lambo (yeah) sh_t go suicide (yeah)
feel like the boogeyman, i pop out, all these b_tches hide
i just flipped the pillow, laid up on that cooler side
n_gga pillowtalkin’ ’bout his b_tch deserve to die

[verse 1]
trippin’ in this b_tch, think i forgot to tiе my shoes (okay)
you call that b_tch your bestie, in miami y’all ain’t cool (okay)
i hatе a b_tch who try to play with me to keep her dude (d_mn)
b_tch, play with me, i double it, and f_ck her daddy too (i did)
he love the way it grip, okay, this sh_t got attitude (i do)
come through, i’m tryna f_ck you even though i’m mad at you
i’m used to gettin’ money, i done blew a bag or two (two)
how you go and get a grill before veeners? you snaggletooth
why would i got fifty_fifty? b_tches soundin’ dizzy
if you can’t make ’em pay your bills, that p_ssy not hittin’
don’t pour your heart out to me, n_gga, i am not drinkin’
these n_ggas sound like broken glass, we is not linkin’
we ain’t cool, sis, ’cause you ugly and you rude, sis
pick and choose, b_tch, bein’ both, this ain’t the move, b_tch
you should move, b_tch, ‘fore i gotta get you moved, b_tch
don’t get loose, sis, i eat b_tches like you full, b_tch (yeah)
[chorus]
this cheatin’ on his b_tch, he deserve to die
before you l!ck your lips and get between these thighs (these thighs)
you be actin’ like you tough, can’t look me in my eyes (in my eyes)
this n_gga tryna slit his wrists ’cause he can’t get with i (okay)
i just hopped out, two_door lambo sh_t go suicide (yeah, yeah)
feel like the boogeyman, i pop out, all these b_tches hide (pop out)
i just flipped the pillow, laid up on that cooler side
n_gga pillowtalkin’ ’bout his b_tch deserve to die

[verse 2]
richer than this n_gga, he don’t f_ck with us, ha (f_ck with us)
them ain’t no ones he’s spendin’, them is [?] bucks (d_mn)
before i jump up in this convo, double dutch
make sure you got what i want, what you doin’ with that tongue, n_gga?
say he like the stripes upon this ass, he call me tiger
you know my type, you know i only f_ck with rich n_ggas
you aight, this n_gga better, he an inch bigger
p_ssy tight, it be on ice, like i’m a skate figure
i like certain n_ggas (yeah)
you a certified lover boy, some drake n_gga (drake n_gga)
i like n_ggas who don’t like to have that shank with ’em (grrah)
hit it out the park, a home run (ayy, ayy) run that base with ’em (base with ’em)
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
this cheatin’ on his b_tch, he deserve to die (he do)
before you l!ck your lips and get between these thighs (mm)
you be actin’ like you tough, can’t look me in my eyes (in my eyes)
this n_gga tryna slit his wrists ’cause he can’t get with i
i just hopped out, two_door lambo (yeah) sh_t go suicide (yeah)
feel like the boogeyman, i pop out (pop out), all these b_tches hide (yeah)
i just flipped the pillow, laid up on that cooler side
n_gga pillowtalkin’ ’bout his b_tch deserve to die

- rubi rose lyrics

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