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whyfye - hurt lyrics

i just hit your -ss right where you hurt
candy cane all on my shirt
pay that fee just for that verse
b-tch i’m sick might f-ck the nerves
i want that [?]
‘preme all over my shirt
a’ight a’ight i ain’t perfect
i’m getting money i splurge it
22 shots through your curtains
i know this b-tch not a virgin
i get the money you hurtin’
boy you a lightweight yo’ b-tch i was flirtin’
vvs all on my wrist
i got yo’ b-tch on my d-ck
i got the money i’m stiff
supreme on my d-ck watch me flex on a kid
yeaaaah

i got yo’ b-tch on my c-ck and i’m sippin’ on [?] (oooh)
i just be dodging the cops i can’t f-ck with you boy you a op (oooh)
watch his body drop i wear him out right on his block
rolly that’s my watch i’m f-cking all over your thot
these n-ggas they act like they fresher but boy you ain’t fresher than me
all designer all on me
i put the gold on my t–th
run up on me catch the heat
boy you can’t take the heat
leave your -ss in the streets
boy you sweeter than some tea
b-tches all on me like fleas
22 diamonds on me

- whyfye

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