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thryjoe - katelynn the bitch biography كلمات الأغنية

hey, katelynn, what’s up b-tch? throwin’ me into the ditch ’cause you’re jealous
that’s f-ckin’ rebelious, tell us, planning to go to venice, the city in italy?
i should be jealous of you, you got the money, the looks, the funny, the hooks
giulianna, yeah, is she you precious marijuanna, actually she likes me more, you’re hellish (relish – looks like vomit to me)
but i’m no necklace of elvis, am i? you’re turning me to be the bad guy, and i’ll apply
and you can’t stick that finger in my face no more, i’ll suprise you when i revive tonight
you’ll see me live, when i’m up there i’ll sing this song, hope you cry, your life: bye-bye!
subside already? but i’m starting to get steady, give you your betty, still on that, huh?
you’re wasting your time, she’s your pawn fat, ready to splat, you’re worse, on khan chat (contract)
by the way, i read your reason of delay, that’s why i know this shit, but you’re making treason
see, we can be friends but you’re leanin’ on the dust, the one who calls herself the g. g*nius
f-ck you, fan, you’re the pee penis, i got f-ckin’ cleat cleanness, gonna follow lotto to chicago?
or calarado? we could be good to each other, but i’m here, you’re there, and she’s f-cking your brother
hey, do you really know everything ’bout your “best friend,” no, you don’t, so you together end
forever send you the wack trend of lack men, b-tch, you like lil’ wayne? he’s the still train!
now imma stack ten and tell you something bill gates would say, in 2008 world record book, but say (bossy)
your pill awaits, at that big to small space, and your law fakes even if it’s on dates, sin song hates (this on)
ping pong racing and never embr-ssing, aren’t you tired, just to think of it? or are you “linkeded?” (link a tit – “linked’ed'” to show her words and how stupid she is)
so g-y, i don’t give a shit? my co-day is on a low lay today, what should i say when i pray, lady?!
do it with chad, if you may, he’ll make you sad, make you forgive me, he’d commit to -ssist you, and dis you (ha!) (chad used to be my pastor)

- thryjoe

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