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been fucced - fatt macc lyrics lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah
b+tch
maybach music, n+gga
this benz truck sh+t, n+gga
on god (yeah)

[chorus]
white b+tch suckin’ d+ck in the back seat of the benz truck (the back)
shawty askin’ for a threesome, ain’t that what your friend for? (on god)
he was tryna run off on the kid, i got him hemmed up (cook him)
ain’t no way you beefin’ ’bout a b+tch that i done been f+cked (trap)
white b+tch suckin’ d+ck in the back seat of the benz truck (uh, white b+tch suckin’ d+ck)
shawty askin’ for a threesome, ain’t that what your friend for? (ain’t that what your friend—)
he was tryna run off on the kid, i got him hemmed up (on god)
ain’t no way you beefin’ ’bout a b+tch that i done been f+cked

[verse]
you the same n+gga with a switch and ain’t got ten bucks (on god)
binary on the arp, i got it rigged up
every n+gga ’round me havin’ motion, b+tch, the gigs up (on god)
if you gotta rollie, that’s a trophy, i’m trapped out and f+cked (trappin’)
too much motion, can’t control it, say i got the streets on lock (on god)
trap house musty, no deodorant, b+tch, that’s all these pounds of ‘za (wake)
why the opps ain’t got no whip? beefin’ and ain’t got a car (you broke+ass n+ggas)
three thousand just for a zip, said it molly by the rock
youngin’ ‘nem deep in the hood (on god), ran out of tris, i’m sippin’ green
we sell tuss’ in alabama, probably look like this b+tch on beans (on god)
can’t cuff her, she for the team, low numbers, i k!lled his dream (i k!lled him)
four hundred, she let me f+ck her, grew up off of pork and beans (on god)
pokin’ like a porcupine (pokin’), pockets lookin’ diabetic (yeah)
she bustin’, i wait in line, f+cked her while she wore my necklace (f+cked while she wore it)
trap n+gga, i dropped the chevy (yeah), they f+cked him, he dropped the soap (trap)
he got off still playin’ gangster, p+ssy, we already know it (b+tch)
[chorus]
white b+tch suckin’ d+ck in the back seat of the benz truck (yeah, in the back seat of that benz)
shawty askin’ for a threesome, ain’t that what your friend for? (the f+ck?)
he was tryna run off on the kid, i got him hemmed up (on god)
ain’t no way you beefin’ ’bout a b+tch that i done been f+cked (no way you beefin’)
white b+tch suckin’ d+ck in the back seat of the benz truck (yeah, in the back seat of that benz)
shawty askin’ for a threesome, ain’t that what your friend for? (ain’t that what your friend for?)
he was tryna run off on the kid, i got him hemmed up (on god)
ain’t no way you beefin’ ’bout a b+tch that i done been f+cked

[outro]
ain’t no way you beefin’ ’bout no b+tch i done been f+cked
he was tryna run off on the kid, i got him hemmed up
on god, trap

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