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dede shakelle - 6 pick (female remix) lyrics

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[dede shakelle]
you ain’t never heard 6 b-tches out one city going harder than n-ggas and still hard on a n-gga man; dallas sh-t on em

[100 shotstay]
come to that jungle gorillas with tools
think that im a p-ssy that girl is a fool
how many savages here [??] school
i got in trouble for playing with that tool

[jeoni versacee]
i ain’t pointin’ fingers but i’ll out the banga’
catchin’ me lynching that b-tch like a hanga’
make these b-tches vanish they call me criss angle
knocking the ball out the park like a ranger

[dede shakelle]
hoes playing crazy pop off
pull up all black mask off
b-tches too close back off
a b-tch stay ready no slack off

[k. breezy]
im on whatever im onnat (is)
come on quit playin’ you know that (duhh)
my b-tches they ready like fo’ flats (skrr)
we brang that beat to ya’ doe’ man (booww)

[mz. g]
we bring that drum to ya do’ man
hit the b-tch hard make ho’ have ah throwback (bow, bow)
if ya got gas imma blow that
ho’ talking tough but my -ss imma show that

[lady india}
(blrrr) splash; p-ssy dripping now he wanna act bad
h-ll naw n-gga was never my type
p-ssy too good to just wanna act right
he all on my mic

[100 shottay]
yall b-tches be bust down
diamonds like they dripping they drown
imma cool j i ain’t talking latifah

[jeoni versacee}
feeling almighty b-tch im high some like some reffa

[dede shakelle]
want all his coins he gave me his visa
go to big-t and get me some pizza (mmmm)

[mz. g]
yeaa then i just might hit the rudys
tell that n-gga eat me up like some lubys

[k. breezy]
all that capping and talking tough you gon’ end up with a toe tag
all you gone hear {gurrr} {pow} bet cha’ you gon be bobbing like kodac

[lady india]
you gon’ be f-cked if i dont get my dough back
catchin’ yo n-gga ain’t feeling me throwback
you b-tches sweat cause he dont wanna go back
i dont like feelings, im thowing em right back

[jeoni versacee]
i stay away from b-tches like she got the cooties
put it down on yo n-gga now he feeling groovy
got em c-mmin’ out his body
laid out in the loby
yea {ahhh} he love it when i toot it

[100 shottay]
up with that ruger i bust at cha’ head (bow)
no number 2 but i stay with that lead (whaa)
d-ck on that glock i call it baby leg
no mrs. bairds but i stay with that bread
(rockyyy) rock a b-tch down, say what cap what cha’ said?”
imma lil screwed i go dumb in the head

[dede shakelle]
wait, what was that sh-t that ya said
im onnat dumb sh-t put the tool to ya head

[k. breezy]
(hold on) wait, what was that sh-t you was saying?
pull up to ya block shoot you and yo friends(blrrt)

[mz. g]
wait, what was that sh-t you was talking
leave that ho’ stiff, let ha -ss meet the coffin

[jeoni verscee]
wait, what was that sh-t you was talkin bout
bullets to yo ankles make you walk it out

[lady india]
wait, what was that sh-t that i heard
put yo face on a shirt put you in a hurst

[dede shakelle]
i come in first place imma born winner
unlimited money like imma printa’
these diamonds be blanging up on my finga’
got em squinchin eyes like you a winka’
p-ssy so wet thought imma sprinka’
i want him to drown so i told em deepa’
d-ck so good thought imma singa’
ring-a-round-the- rosey but im ain’t a swinga’

[mz. g]
knock ha lights she ain’t got no power
money stand tall like a tower
a-and you i know i get it by the hour
i can not f-ck with these cowards
his head so go he graduated from howard
most of these rappers be cappers
boy you know you ain’t trappa’
if she wanna play imma slap ha
all these b-tches be cowards
call ah’hunnit shot she pull up with that hamma’

[k. breezy]
im from the streets but my ethic proper
just bought a semi i just bought a choopa’
put that on my papa you run up i pop ya
hope you got insurance and got a good doctor

[100 shottay]
sliding yo block im sliding ah visa
choppa’ hot and ready call it lil ceaser’s

[jeoni versacee]
bullets high speeding f-ck a ticket
not in the witch craft but it can get wicked
i told lil cuhh dont make this decision

[dede shakelle}
can’t trust these b-tches they scheming on me
tool on my side like a beeper homie
on the sence with job imma call you tommy

[lady india]
f-ck do you mean yo favorite rapper be capping
f-ck yo whole team cause they not bout that action

[mz. g]
ill take yo -ss out like trash is must
b-tch you ranned outta luck
i get cash inna’ rush

[k. breezy]
can’t name one b-tch that better than us
took ha boyfriend cause im wetter than ha
if he wanna f-ck then the bread is a must
he put his tongue all in it with his thumb in my b-tt

[dede shakelle]
sh-g in his head like a cliff n-gga
real stiff n-gga
with ah limp n-gga
cause the tool on his waist for you simp n-gga
jump ship n-gga
he ah flip n-gga

[jeoni versacee]
clutching the heat and its hot like sk!llet
shutting a b-tch out cause in allergic to crooked

[lady india]
all these lil b-tches talking that sh-t and ill kidnap yo clique make that b-tch jump ship

[100 shotstay]
shots like a glock b-tch
look for get mopped sick
up when i pop it
smoke it now rock it
designer what i rockin’
gangsta b-tch flopping
oakcliff america b-tch ain’t no stopin’
b-tch
b-tch
f-ck

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