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dee watkins – hell raiser lyrics

intro

i’m a mother f-ckin h-ll raiser
rock shows get paper

verse 1

aye!
if you ain’t talking money then why the f-ck you in my face yeah
i ain’t talking ovo, but i just bought a drake yeah
i don’t play with kids tell that ho stay in your place
it ain’t much i gotta say but

we ain’t with the internet beef we get active
i ain’t finna tweet with you don’t tag me in no status
neighborhood hero i remember being average
when i buy that h-llcat i pray to god that i don’t crash it

he ain’t really tough he only gangsta on the beat yeah
f-cking up a check i blew a bag in a week yeah
i like bad b-tches i ain’t picky thats just me
and if a n-gg- want a feature tell that n-gg- its a fee

wait hold up i’m a bad -ss, hard head, h-ll raiser uhh
young n-gg- rock the shows get paper
n-gg-s say its pressure we want static like the cable
and if twelve get behind us do the dash see you later

i say d-mn bae you bad she say period pooh
you say you gon rob who? don’t be an idiot fool
you was making honor roll i was skipping in school
i ain’t make it into college, but i’m richer than you

chorus (2x)

i’m a h-ll raiser rock shows get paper
law breaker i’m a bad b-tch slayer
hot n-gg- hot
i be on the block n-gg- get guap n-gg-
mother f-ck a cop n-gg-

verse 2

water on my neck i might f-ck around and drown
i’m sitting on these n-gg-s i might lose a couple pounds
now a n-gg- up everybody talking down
if you don’t really f-ck with me don’t try to come around
i ain’t finna beef with you if it ain’t over racks
b-tch don’t even speak on me if you ain’t speaking facts
come and get your b-tch she a bug she a gnat
she just got her hair done now she don’t know how to act
wait…let me show you how i did it
run them bands up then you terrorize the city
i like my b-tches mean, thick, and suddity
if you really wanna win you just gotta stay consistent
i’m a bad mother f-cker cause the good die young
i ain’t walking out the house without them racks and my gun
you n-gg-s rapping for a purpose i just do it for fun
when i say i got them bands i ain’t talking about drums

chorus (2x)

i’m a h-ll raiser rock shows get paper
law breaker i’m a bad b-tch slayer
hot n-gg- hot
i be on the block n-gg- get guap n-gg-
mother f-ck a cop n-gg-

- dee watkins lyrics

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