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d-whittz - fuck em lyrics

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[intro]

okay, now i got it, one more

[hook]

if they ain’t talking paper then f-ck em
if they ain’t with the team then f-ck em
cops roll by, i’m like f-ck em
smoking og like f-ck em
if they a snake duck em, f-ck em
these b-tches i could never ever cuff em
these b-tches i could never ever trust em
act like we could never ever touch em
middle finger up, f-ck em

[verse 1]

i’m smoking a swisher, ain’t cuffing these b-tches
i’m popping these pills and ain’t got no prescription
my b-tch pay a roll cause she know she audition
b-tch i’m here for f-cking, i’m not here for listening
yeah, yeah, head to the plug with my blunt, need a charge
she tell me i’m king but she not in the cards
the p-ssy so wet imma need a lifeguard
f-ck what you claim in your movement
she hitting they bars like a broomstick
your b-tch in my ear like a q-tip
all of these drugs therapeutic
always been real, i don’t know how fake feel
kissing that rose, man, i feel just like seal
i’m blowing that loud with your b-tch in your town
and i f-ck her, say, “hey hoe, she ain’t have to steal”

[hook]

if they ain’t talking paper then f-ck em
if they ain’t with the team then f-ck em
cops roll by, i’m like f-ck em
smoking og like f-ck em
if they a snake duck em, f-ck em
these b-tches i could never ever cuff em
these b-tches i could never ever trust em
act like we could never ever touch em
middle finger up, f-ck em

[verse 2]

they always talking down on the kid
but when i come around there i hear no peep
i only mess with my real homies
and it’s f-ck the rest like no sleep
listen baby girl, i ain’t nothing like your man
my b-tches rotate, they ain’t nothing but a fan
ride florentine in the old school ranch
from the east side b-tch where n0body got bands
yeah, i was born in ’95 but i always keep it 100
people fake but that money true, i seen it yet i ain’t done it
like ac in the summertime, motherf-ckers mouths stay running
like the head coach on the school team, all these b-tches i’m cutting
i’m running

[hook]

if they ain’t talking paper then f-ck em
if they ain’t with the team then f-ck em
cops roll by, i’m like f-ck em
smoking og like f-ck em
if they a snake duck em, f-ck em
these b-tches i could never ever cuff em
these b-tches i could never ever trust em
act like we could never ever touch em
middle finger up, f-ck em
f-ck em, f-ck em, f-ck em, f-ck em



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