eclipsty – hoe! lyrics
(enrgy made this one)
f+ck you alison
i don’t even know what your name is cuh
aye, b+tches right here always talking my sh+t
what you doing little sh+t (f+ck)
little p+ssy ass b+tch
they ask why she leave me
i don’t know man
she a b+tch
though, i ain’t give a sh+t little b+tch
she got a new boyfriend too
shoot him down (moved on)
she probably cheated on me with this
f+cking stick (moved on)
shout out jutooheem
what the f+ck do you mean
f+ck n+gga buying shein
i ain’t give a f+ck b
they keep talkin’ our sh+t
f+ck n+gga he a b+tch
keep talking our sh+t
little p+ssy ass b+tch
f+ck little b+tch
give me head little b+tch
f+ck n+gga, little sh+t
little f+cking ass b+tch
you a dike
i ain’t givе a f+ck
you a dyk+, little dyk+
sick my d+ck littlе dyk+
i thought you was g+y
what the f+ck do you mean
i hope you is die
i ain’t give a f+ck fry
gonna fry in this sh+t
lil’ high lil’ b+tch
you a b+tch ass b+tch
you a ho’ ass ho’
i don’t even know anymore, little ass sl+t
i was cuffing’ your b+tt
guess that wasn’t enough
thought i loved you, i didn’t really love you (ha)
you a b+tch, i ain’t give a sh+t little b+tch
knew you was gonna leave anytime on the way
that’s why i didn’t cry
f+ck n+gga i’m denied
(f+ck that) i got three other hoes
i was cheating on you
get my get back
i ain’t give a f+ck bout’ the get back
that’s what you get
lil’ b+tch ol’ b+tch
i know you don’t care about me anyway
i don’t care about you anyway oh way
i hope you go to h+ll lil’ p+ssy ass b+tch
(f+ck you n+gga) i know you didn’t love me
p+ssy ass b+tch
i hope you k!ll yourself
hope your dad come to you
hold up
what dad
oh i forgot
p+ssies really out here talkin’ my sh+t
finna’ get hit with this sh+t
p+ssy ass b+tch
(gah)
get away from me little b+tch
you a dike
i’m a grape, i ain’t f+ck what you say
watch next week, we gon’ shoot him down, b+tch
i ain’t care what you say little p+ssy ass b+tch
you a sissy ass b+tch
hope you slit your wrists
cause these b+tches really out here talking my sh+t
quit stopping my sh+t
quit talkin’ my b+tch
black forces on
with the f+ck, hoodie on too
all black on
finna’ shoot at a n+gga too
got my .22 in my pocket
he a b+tch
call that pocket rocket
i ain’t give a f+ck, sh+t
got the choppa in my pants
he a b+tch
gonna make him dance
he a b+tch
reason i’m saggin’, for the drac
i ain’t give a f+ck
bout’ f+ck lil’ snake
and you know the whole team active
on this sh+t
yeah, f+ck you
f+cking p+ssy ass dike, f+ck you n+gga
f+ck you p+ssy ass b+tch
we shooting at them fo’s n+gga
f+ck
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