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famous dex - your fault lyrics

[intro]
let’s get it!
cut me up, sis!
i mean all the way up
i don’t wanna hear these f-ck n-ggas, man

[verse]
i wish a n-gga would try to try me
i’ll run up on his -ss, put the 30 in his skin like a i.v
what you thought?
h-ll yeah, it’s your fault
i’m getting money out the vault
on the rush, getting money like bush
pour a four in the crush, you ain’t getting no money
lil’ n-gga, you a dummy
poppin’ pills, yeah, i’m sc-mmy
you’ll think this sh-t funny
put the 30 to his tummy
wrap his like a mummy, chew him up like some gummis
spit him out, now he bl–dy
feed him back to his mother, i’m a stupid motherf-cker
i’m getting money like a trucker
smokin’ wood, woodp-ck-r, and sci fi on the beat
red bottoms on my feet
i f-cked the b-tch last week, man, that lil’ p-ssy cheap
her head good, p-ssy weak
i put the b-tch on the street, now she can’t get a thing
i’m ballin’ hard, six rings, and i ain’t even on the team
chris stole my robin jeans
young n-gga got green
i’m poppin’ pills like a fiend (let’s get it!)
i’m k!llin’ sh-t, that’s my hobby
i f-ck your b-tch in the lobby
she love giving sloppy toppy
i kick her out, no karate
don’t tweak when you walk in the party
d.d.b. when i walk in the party
don’t say nothin’ to me when i walk in the party
fat daddy with me when i walk in the party
.44, yeah, n-gga, b-tch, get back
i’ll spit your -ss up like a kit kat
or lil’ bro’ll smoke his -ss like a cigarette
or put his in the freezer like a six-pack
what’s crackin’?
you think you tough, boy, you lackin’
i never leave without that ratchet
you run up on me, i’ma show you what’s crackin’

[outro]
let’s get it!

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