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alysha burney - burney burney on the beat lyrics

[verse 1]
burney burney on the beat (yeah)
b+tch, i came in with that heat (ahh)
gucci down to my feet
ho, i’m pretty as can be (yes)
ain’t n0body f+cking with me
do this sh+t for k!ller city
never leave without my sydney (ha)
b+tch, i need my drink of whitney

[verse 2]
burney burney ’bout that skrilla (skrilla)
ain’t n0body f+cking with her (nah)
she go apesh+t like gorilla (grr)
p+ssy boy you can get hit up
say the word, i’ll call my k!llas
paint them bullets like some hittas (yes)
we’ll get you and all yo n+ggas
heart cold like december

[verse 3]
p+ssy boy, you can get beat (boom)
lay yo p+ssy ass to sleep (ahh)
grab my chopper, that’s my baby, b+tch (heh)
you know i got that heat
you can run, but you can’t hide
me and the gang, we gon slide
for my team, b+tch, i’ll ride
i’ll do that f+cking time (uh)
[verse 4]
f+ck you mean, b+tch? them my slimes
cross my gang, you outta line (what?)
i go to war behind all, we gon+
(oh, heck, no)
burney burney stay tweaking (ha+ha, ha, ha, ha)
but yo b+tch stay tweaking
said she wanna get her freak in
told her, “hit me up this weekend”

[outro]
you talk all that radda radda
like i won’t hit you with choppers

- alysha burney lyrics

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