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scum (usa) - i fucked your bitch كلمات الأغنية

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[intro: alan mann (james woods) & steve everett (clint eastwood)]
stop f_cking bob’s wife, he doesn’t like it. how was she?
not bad
you should’ve f_cked my wife, i’d’ve just punched you out
i did f_ck your wife
ah, lucky b_st_rd, how was she, good?
a real wildcat

[chorus 1: airtight & scum]
i f_cked yo b_tch
f_cked your b_tch, humped your b_tch, stalked your b_tch, did your b_tch
i f_cked yo b_tch
played your b_tch, used your b_tch, did all that ’cause you’s a b_tch
[verse 1: scum]
you are just a f_cking buster with a tiny little d_ck
but your b_tch was fine and h_rny so i ran up in that trick
sick of seeing you f_cking touch her, sick of hearing that she’s yours
lost on the first chance i’m getting in that pretty mouth of hers
while you’re bringing home the bacon to your home, i bring my d_ck
you would never get no p_ssy if that hooker had to pick
but for now i’ll let you keep her, bait her in to pay her bills
tell that hoe you f_cking love her, kiss her ass, tell her how she feels
tried to make her have your baby, don’t be rushing, use your head
she might have a little russian and he’s gonna call you dad
hear her weep even when she’s sleeping, calling out my f_cking name
begging me to come and hit it ’cause she’s hooked and has no shame
fool you’re lame she wants this lowlife who will treat your b_tch like sh_t
you walked in while we was f_cking, tried to trip, your ass got beat
went and got your f_cking heater, tried to take my f_cking life
bang, bang, bang, three bullets hit you, guess who shot you, it’s your wife

[chorus 2: airtight, borey & tre real]
i f_cked yo b_tch
and that sh_t was tight, got to packing them guts, and busting the nuts, quick rock
i f_cked yo b_tch
i felt my nuts about to blow, smash, and crash on that ass like a loaded .44 hoe

[verse 2: borey]
i f_cked yo b_tch n_gga, what you gon’ do?
she blew on my b_lls and l!cked my assh0l_ too
’cause you got a weak game and a weak gang
i stuck my d_ck in her ear so i could f_ck with her brain, then i changed lanes
i mean positions, push it in with precision
go to work like a surgeon and make the proper incision
kittens getting dug out and stretched like linen
i drop s_m_n running in all of these n_ggas women
spread them legs like a tree trunk splits, slide in and out of the p_ssy stuffing m_ffin with d_ck
i twist up some tight bud and take a swig of the henny
i’m surprised you getting sh_t the way i k!lled it, if any
i see you mad man, yo b_tch got worked
i can’t help it, i’m a dog my snout stays under her skirt
and try to come to my block popping that sh_t you gon’ get lit
don’t be hurt the fat man crabbing ran, he pumping your b_tch
[chorus 3: airtight, tre real & scum]
i f_cked yo b_tch
madness my mission, folding my wad, increasing the thickness, like g in yo broad
i f_cked yo b_tch
and she wanted some more, took your hoe, made her blow, now i’m spending your dough

[verse 3: tre real]
mad at the fact your simple wh0res be paying me
grabbing for stacks, attacking rats for cheddar cheese
and best believe they don’t receive no promotion
i’m a young rider b_tch, and through the town i’m coasting
they’ve been drugging and mudging, think i’m giving a f_ck
i feel the tension in my system so i’m blazing a blunt
puff, puff, pass and in the back is you
you n_ggas acting like your wh0res with these attitudes
’cause i f_cked your b_tch and she sucked my d_ck and i busted my nut all over her lips
then yo b_tch explicit
evil_minded and twisted, addicted to my d_ck then we flipped it and we kicked it
and i rushed into the bathroom to get the assh0l_
amazing how a b_tch’ll let a creeper in your castle
the hassle to bust first, then cuss first
i give a f_ck about a b_tch since birth, worth

[chorus 4: airtight, borey & scum]
i f_cked yo b_tch
your b_tch a nasty hoe, f_ck her from the back and the side when she dance for more
i f_cked yo b_tch
now she all on my d_ck, while you’re still is in love with that cheating ass trick
[verse 4: airtight]
i stole her mind, her body followed
copping blow is the game, yo b_tch is the motto
she chose airtight, tried to shoot some ass
baby don’t break till she sprinkled your cash
i’m no trick or sucker, once i clutch these claws
have her bobbing that noggin, n_ggas slinging them drawers
greedy as ever, never cool with my figs
furious rigs for pigs since enumerous gigs
practiced my speech, abduct the hoes brain
don’t hate airtight, player hate the game
i’m the cook with the books, one foot in the pen
grab that hoe as i approach, have her checking my yen
as i hustle to live i’m a g till i die
what makes a hoe laugh will make a b_tch cry
got that permanent lip, steals and sn_tch a hoe quick
deposit yo grit before i’m f_cking yo b_tch

[chorus 4: airtight, borey & tre real]
i f_cked yo b_tch
hit ’em hard, fleeing the scene, evil creeping peeping the whole thing, n_ggas know what i mean, b_tch please
i f_cked yo b_tch
stay ready to count my fetty, only f_cked yo b_tch ’cause she kept it steady

[outro: alan mann (james woods)]
you’re a f_cking womanizer
you’re a f_cking womanizer
you’re a f_cking womanizer
you’re a f_cking womanizer
you’re a f_cking womanizer
you’re a f_cking womanizer
you’re a f_cking womanizer
you’re a f_cking womanizer

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