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bitches is crazy - yo soy widdit lyrics

[verse 1 – izzy-oz]
b-tta b-tta got the spot on lock
peep my scalp
reeking loud
been chiefin’ wild
i need a reservation, medication
and entertainment from these b-tches mouthes
and they all widdit
cause we authentic
while ya playing hardcore
but be soft centered
so i’m out getting mine
mind grind like mullen
cause they ain’t no end
but we all finished
all slump but where the henny b-tch
fram sh-t f-ck your etiquette
in the spot my hoes rackin up
cause they last thing my b-tch is
is delicate
kush bush up the dutchie dutchie
molly melt up in the nutty
crackhead wanna sucky sucky
and all my n-ggas is feelin lucky lucky
so we widdit

[hook]
throw a 50 in a dutch, i’m like yo soy widdit
fif’ of henny in my cup, i’m like yo soy widdit
shorty know we blowing up, she like yo soy widdit
she like yo soy widdit, she like yo soy widdit
tr-tr-trippin’ on some 1-ups, got me feeling like mario
chugging on bacardi gold like yo soy widdit
tr-tr-tr-trippin’ on some 1ups got me feeling mario
gettin’ neck from artsy hoes like yo soy widdit

[verse 2 – yesus199]
yo b-tch is really widdit
she came up to the cridib
and i hit it skidded on her liddits
then she lit it
uptown highlanders
yo b-tch social climb on us
so we f-cked her ’til her hymen bust
move weight across state on a china bus
all for the paps and the finer stuff
crushed grapes, sp-ce cakes, gettin’ high as f-ck
’bout to meet molly, ’bout to see jeffrey
let’s be honest, ma
you and your friend wanna bless me
yes, me, i’m so high, i just won an espy
whatever that means
i ain’t no jet li
but i’ll break a bottle on yo’ head if you test me
you rollin’ through the hood
tuck ya chain, cause these old heads’ll
skate on yo’ ice like gretzky
let’s see, i’m blowin’ on a 50
shorty holdin’ on her t-tties
and my squad deep like oklahoma city
boy, we get it, set it on ya crew, man forget it
i’m busy blowin’ ls, gettin’ heady, bet it
beckys on they knees for phonetics, how poetic
i hold lettuce, dimes the size of jerome bettis
and i sell it white boy on the corner like redd-ck
and i’m ready
stay in the x like delis
something heavy

[hook]

[verse 3 – pete]
i’m here to get high
so i’m gonna get high
and if you ain’t lightin up
you could eat a d-ck pie
do i need a b-tch, nah
my paper need stackin’
if the p-ssy gotta hole
then my d-ck gon’ patch it
white hhnny straight got me feeling real ratchet
my style so swole, i ain’t worried ’bout no hoes
cause they eyes like a cold
n-gga, i catch it
if you gotta dub
n-gga, i’ll match it
ho, i’m wit’ it
cookin’ like a sk!llet
and if the b-tch hate me
than i prolly sh-tted on her
goner, high off marijuana
you ain’t been sh-t ’til you smoked with a grower
only f-ck with b-tches if they
-ss fat
and if she let my n-ggas hit
that’s more love
cause everybody know
it ain’t no fun
if my homies can’t have none

[hook]

[verse 4 – ill spills]
i tell her w-ssup, i want blunts tucked
white motherf-cker get thumbs up
on the come up, who putting blunts up
or i’m coming round swinging like nunchuks
coupe lookin’ like i ain’t fit the clearance
500 horses in this b-tch, i’m peeling
this b-tch i’m peeling, rap like a billion
rap like billiards, catch me in the pocket
chakra swaggin’, so i f-cked her face
while unwrapping a dutch
i was blasted as f-ck
don’t just stand there ask me to f-ck
p-ss me the blunt, cop gr-ss from the jump
got this, got that, and you better not front
like you ain’t widdit
cause widdit, yo soy
you ain’t built for this old boy
cause if you taking me to war
i grab my id and yo voy
smoking out in public
feet up looking suspect
cop an iphone from a dusthead
i’m like yo soy widdit
shorty down to f-ck in public
hand up in her like a puppet
while i’m polishing my musket
i’m like yo soy widdit

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