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​bbymutha - sick lyrics

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[verse 1]
yeah
f-cking with a b-tch like me, never easy
been around the block a couple times, n-ggas greasy
that n-gga need me, i need a check, it ain’t no secret
give a n-gga h-ll, he give me neck, b-tch we even
priceless
candy coated ice wrist
crack a hater t–th, you can’t compete
i’m not a nice b-tch
i ain’t tryna kick it with you b-tches, y’all some amateurs
i’m a solid b-tch, i handle p-ssies like a bachelor
pressure don’t make nothin but a diamond
cop a couple chains
put it in a ring
now i’m flexing on my f-cking pain
i’m sorry for ‘em, i’m so sentimental
shoot you in your dental
know my come up f-ckin with your mental
own it, you’s a rental
mind your business, eat your f-cking lentils
check my d-mn credentials
f-ck a hater b-tch with no potential
the coldest winter
grab a sweater baby, bundle up
i been way too nice
but now it’s time for me to run it up
i’m bout to p-ss these b-tches off

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sick! sick! sick! sick!
sick! sick! sick!
i know i make these b-tches sick
sick! sick! sick! sick!
sick! sick! sick!
i’m bout to p-ss these b-tches off

[verse 2]
m-th-, f-ck that n-gga
he gon’ leave you for a yellow b-tch
she gon’ f-ck his credit and his life up
i could never trip
b-tches love to play in my aesthetic cuz it’s cute to
all that baby hair ain’t worth a d-mn when n-ggas shoot you
b-tches wanna see me in the slammer
they don’t bother me
i don’t beef for free, you wanna smoke me?
pay the booking fee
you want me to fail
b-tch i can’t do your -ss no favors
i’m the truth and you a fable
been that b-tch, like f-ck a label
i’m an artist not a piece of paper
you hate me now but on my life
that b-tch gon’ love me later
i’m necessary for the culture
they can’t run without me
i’m sill they m-th-, f-ck if they don’t give a f-ck about me
i gave my struggle to the public and they ain’t respect it
if i was naked with a 30 inch they’d label me the realest b-tch
i’m in this b-tch
my kids all in the cut, they posted up like they on gang sh-t
and all i make is f-cking hits
i’m ‘bout to p-ss these b-tches off

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