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blue sky black death & nacho picasso - on a bitch lyrics

[verse 1: nacho pic-sso]
j’s on a b-tch, haze on a b-tch
and no i’m not flava but i’ll flav on a b-tch
i don’t save on a b-tch, i go shame on a b-tch
throw planes on a b-tch, i don’t rain on a b-tch
i go h.a.m. on a b-tch, i’ll throw sand on a b-tch
if you interrupt my gyro, i’ll throw lamb on a b-tch
i don’t ever want to have to put hands on a b-tch
so i’m callin’ up some boppers to handle it quick
my damsels are sick, they could handle the d-ck
they follow all orders, my plans to they stick
a manson-type clique cause i’m handsome as sh-t
got ’em dancin’ round campfires, prancin’ and sh-t
here i go again, i’m just ranting and sh-t
while currently they’re planning on banning my clique
and i just rolled a footer, so hand me my bic
and the booty’s so big that her panties don’t fit

[hook x2: nacho pic-sso]
it’s all on b-tch, call on a b-tch
ball on b-tch, put my b-lls on a b-tch
stall on a b-tch, u-haul on a b-tch
never trip over nor fall on a b-tch

[verse 2: nacho pic-sso]
tattoos on a b-tch, cancun on a b-tch
i usually just cruise, i don’t choose on a b-tch
whole crew’s on a b-tch, booze on a b-tch
brand new flannel and some shoes on a b-tch
i ran on a b-tch, hundred grand on a b-tch
and if i can’t reach it, i’mma stand on a b-tch
k!lla cam on a b-tch, i go scram on a b-tch
if i jump off a cliff, probably land on a b-tch
f-ck morgan freeman, the way i be leanin’
the blunts that i steam lean on me, i’m screamin’
think that she leavin’, i think that she’s dreamin’
she drink all my s-m-n, she constantly fiendin’
but i’m claustrophobic, i’m constantly fleein’
give her bladder infections, constantly peein’
the car european, the car from koreans
she deepthroat kielbasa but swear that she vegan

[hook]

[outro]
“when i get a b-tch, i got a b-tch.”
“right on.”
“remember that mack the bear?”
“yeah”
“he tried to steal one of my b-tches. had to call him up on telephone, i said ‘hey man, c’mon (?), that’s rapper taste on it’, you know? so when he comes over i thought i would give him a little taste, cause he sure as sh-t wasn’t gettin’ nothin’ from me. see, that n-gga wanted a hundred, all he want is the money”

- blue sky black death nacho picasso lyrics

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