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fakebitcheshero - how it’s goin’ down lyrics

what type of games is be played?
how it’s goin’ down
it’s on then it’s on i’m the realest b-tch around
is you with me or what?
n-gg- if you cross me you cut
i heard you b-tches checking for me what’s up

maybe i deserve a iller n-gg- or maybe i deserve you
maybe i deserve a little more for what i’ve grown through
all them phone calls from other b-tches let’s expose you
talking bout’ you seen me with some n-gg- when you rolled through
you was f-cking round’ with other b-tches i’m supposed to find another n-gg- who gon treat me like he spose’ to
yeah you hurting now but all that sh-t i had to go through really had me looking at you different
i’m thinking to myself “i’m like this n-gg- really trippin’”
i’m the realest b-tch this n-gg- ever put his d-ck in
how you cross me? sh-t i was with you since the trenches
pillow talking n-gg- got these b-tches in my business
you know these b-tches hate me n-gg-
you was in your feelings
you f-cking round’ with these b-tches?
tell me that you didn’t
ima get you back n-gg- you gon really feel it
ima f-ck a n-gg- that you hate, and let him drill it

ima f-ck a n-gg- that you hate, and let him drill it
n-gg-, and it’s just like that
all them other b-tches sweet but this sh-t not that
man i different than these b-tches n-gg- i cheat back
(talk to em)

i’m politicking with this n-gg- wondering if ima f-ck him
he say he gettin’ money so i tuck him
i’m asking for a gran after gran like it’s nothing
the n-gg- cut the check i’m bounced on him, he was lunchin’
i told you b-tches ride i want the action i ain’t ducking
but all you b-tches sweet, you pillsbury, you a m-ffin
the real b-tches f-ck with me, they know i get it jumpin
you the type of b-tch who fall in love so now you cuffing
oh you the type of b-tch who say you coming but you bluffin
oh you the type of b-tch who i could tell that had nothing
so you steady hating on a b-tch cause she was buzzing
i’m the type of b-tch to chase a bag for some sh-t i never had
i got plans on getting rich and i keep dreaming bout’ a jag
i could never join you b-tches, sis my name is not ya dad

i keep flexing on you hoes, i’m the reason why you mad
i’m that b-tch, you know i’m it, call it tag

what type of games is be played?
how it’s goin’ down
it’s on then it’s on i’m the realest b-tch around
is you with me or what?

- fakebitcheshero lyrics

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