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diizii – ​fckk u thought lyrics

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[intro]
said i was— uh, yeah, uh, f+ck you thought?
thought i’d say it but not— uh, like, f+ck you thought?
said i wouldn’t— uh, like, f+ck you thought?
thought i’d trip about— uh, like, f+ck you thought? (agh, diizii!)

[chorus]
said i was gon’ come back beggin’ for you? f+ck you thought? (b+tch)
thought i’d say it but not do it? okay, f+ck you thought? (okay)
said i wouldn’t come harder this time? lil’ b+tch, f+ck you thought? (say what?)
thought i’d trip about yo’ stupid ass? f+ck you thought? (stupid)
think these youngin’s ain’t gon’ steal yo’ b+tch? f+ck you thought? (the f+ck?)
run a train on yo’ lil’ shawty, they gon’ f+ck yo’ thot (d+mn)
that youngin’ got the tool? he tough— wait, maybe not (phew)
‘cause once you sn+tch that lil’ sh+t, he p+ssy, he ain’t even fought (nah+nah)

[verse]
and if no hands in it, stupid b+tch, get hit with the fire (fah+fah+fah)
hit him quick and swerved off, they done burned the tires (skrrt, skrrt)
hit him quick and hit the gas, we done burned the rubber (skrrt!)
i was gon’ wrap my sh+t, but lil’ shawty told me, “f+ck a rubber!” (f+ck it)
(ooh) and if you played the wrong side, p+ssy, better duck for cover
(ooh) d+ck on it! (phew) watch it, ho, this strap hotter than cali summers (sss!)
(ooh) i’m done with hoes, we ride or die, back up, b+tch, i got my lover (on god!)
(ooh) i just tapped it, ooh, on that p+ssy; i did a number (ha!)
you can have the other broads, they f+ck a lame and won’t recover (buck! buck! buck!)
i’m too petty with it, f+ck you thought? i’m like no other (no other)
bent it over, put it in, b+tch, that’s on my mother (okay)
we gon’ make it out, i do this sh+t for my mama and brothers (go!)
i done held on to the gat while i’m f+ckin’ my b+tch, yeah, i’m breakin’ her back (breakin’ her+ breakin’ her+ breakin’ her+ breakin’ her—)
givin’ her kids out my sack and these stupid ass b+tches be off of the crack (givin’ her+ givin’ her+ givin’ her+ givin’ her—)
come up in the cut in all black, i got eyes everywhere, so i never lack (come up in the+ up in the+ up in the+ up in the—)
b+tch, give me the racks, i ain’t ever lied, i just say facts (give me the+ give me the+ give me the—)
so who want the f+ckin’ smoke? (phew+phew)
my lil’ shooter goin’ crazy, but they duckin’ bro (p+ssy)
it’s okay, we don’t miss no shots, then we f+ck yo’ ho (yeah)
tuh, put it down, down, down ‘til she f+ckin’ choke (go down!)
[chorus]
said i was gon’ come back beggin’ for you? f+ck you thought? (b+tch)
thought i’d say it but not do it? okay, f+ck you thought? (okay)
said i wouldn’t come harder this time? lil’ b+tch, f+ck you thought? (say what?)
thought i’d trip about yo’ stupid ass? f+ck you thought? (stupid)
think these youngin’s ain’t gon’ steal yo’ b+tch? f+ck you thought? (the f+ck?)
run a train on yo’ lil’ shawty, they gon’ f+ck yo’ thot (d+mn)
that youngin’ got the tool? he tough— wait, maybe not (phew)
‘cause once you sn+tch that lil’ sh+t, he p+ssy, he ain’t even fought (nah+nah)

[outro]
ooh+ooh



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