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ardis the artist - come here lyrics

(chorus)
come here stupid b+tch we finna f+ck so take yo clothes off
but first i want sum head get on yo legs and beat the curb down
another opp got sparred these n+ggas scared we giving shirts out
lil 3 slap ona beat he known to tweak won’t say a word nah

(verse)
t+h+r double e, b+tch free lil tay out the can
i pray to god that i make it b+tch im hot i got fans
if rap dont work im robbing n+ggas now yk in advance
might spin the block drop the tints get signed and spend my advance on brand new guns for my brothers tweak wit us u in trouble
we smoke him yeah im high af hand on my face like a mussle
i told rico b+tch ima makе when i do you won’t struggle
lil three but dont get it confusеd heart like the king of the jungle
its f+ck my ex b+tch cuz she played me and my new b+tch wouldn’t trade me
and this here nina wit me crazy im wit a bad b+tch like jay z
i ball like mj back in ‘83 before the bull sh+t ain’t wanna pay me
he better talk right when he see me cuz ion like n+ggas like a macy’s

(chorus)
come here stupid b+tch we finna f+ck so take yo clothes off
but first i want sum head get on yo legs and beat the curb down
another opp got sparred these n+ggas scared we givin shirts out
lil 3 slap ona beat he known to tweak won’t say a word naw

- ardis the artist lyrics

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