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champ maske - mean girls lyrics

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she serve white like cauliflower
so i slang d-ck like kapernick

i don’t need her love you can have the b-tch
i had her movin’ slow off actavis

had to pipe ya girl on some plumber shit
you n-gg-s constipated you ain’t doin shit

wreck ya uhaul you ain’t movin shit
leave ya blood bruised now he blue and shit

like god
oh my god
left the yappa in the car
she say her man is like a dog
i’ll drag his bone up out the yard

its raining hundreds left to right
we going far b-tch fix yo sight

her pussy squeaky like some mice
i knock it out b-tch im ray rice

like d-mn

you know that we tweaking
one hit off the loud and we got that b-tch geeking

she sayin she only go strip on the weekend
to pay her tuition and bill at 4 seasons

i’m listening but i ain’t hearing that shit
while she be dancing she stare at my wrist

it’s black as the water that africans bathe in
she need her a hero and i do no saving

i’m paying these b-tches to take my attention
100k she see that in a evening
then take it all to that busta she feeding
the -ss is so fat but she do not do cheating

but then once she had seen me she thought about leavin
telling how she just want me to beat it
she got a tattoo she want me to see it
i bust and drop her -ss off at 4 seasons
like d-mn

[hook: waka flocka]

always had a thang for them bad girls
cause them good ain’t do shit

i wanna jump around like mosh pit
and head 360 like the exorcist

don’t wanna talk about our differences
just wanna practice our second amendments b-tch
put ya bare arms on this d-ck
nail ya everywhere like a crucifix

wether at the park
or in the yard
or ya mama house prolly after dark

i need a mean girl
with her head straight
and if it ain’t shit i’ll help you screw it on

ain’t playin games
that’ll turn me off

hands a lil rough might wear you out

ain’t thinkin bout my x box
so this joystick is completely yours

want me to lie to you then i will b-tch
hope it make you feel better

once these dollars thrown i’ll leave b-tch
security ain’t gotta help either

but u d-mn right i’ll beat that beaver
i might be down for some wood chuckin

but once dirty talk turn to pillow talk
best believe end of of discussion

see me up in yo workplace
and i prolly won’t speak either

anson county my birth place
screamin west wall till my voice squeaking

in ya b-tch drawls like house keeping
meaning i’m all up in yo house creepin

then i put my team on
like nino n-gg- i’m my brothers keeper

[hook]

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