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dede the king – becky, sally, lee lyrics

[chorus: grazzy hill]
becky, sally, lee, all dead
f+ck becky got shot in her head
and sally got hit time to go to bed
lee no questions i just read
f+ck all the opps he got fake jeans
n+gga said f+ck target i will make my own
[verse 1: grazzy hill]
no b+tches get a wife or get a life
better give yoru life back get money
roll the dough, cook up make sure its not funny
he tried to run into a closet he a dummy
yeah i be chewing the gummy’s
[verse 2: dede the king]
f+ck a a might shoot at ya wife
crack a 40 go get a life
smoke a 40 that ain’t the pricе
f+ck a 40 he needa go bye bye (b+ttеr)
ayo what happened to oj n+gga done died
he died in the v thats worse
oh sh+t that n+gga got worse (ahh)
[chorus: grazzy hill]
becky, sally, lee, all dead
f+ck becky got shot in her head
and sally got hit time to go to bed
lee no questions i just read
f+ck all the opps he got fake jeans
n+gga said f+ck target i will make my own

- dede the king lyrics

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