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fetish (rapper) - miss fetish lyrics

[intro]
yeah i might have to do it on a p+ssy ho

[verse 1]
if i+if i+if i+if i gave this b+tch glasses the b+tch still couldn’t see me
if i gave that b+tch a manual, b+tch, you still couldn’t read me
b+tches swear that they can rap, they sound like еvery cd
i got blue one+hundrеds in my jeans, f+f+f+fit freely
i think i’m conceited, i think everybody wanna be me
i could cheat and drain his bank account, he still wouldn’t leave me
make him eat it from the back, get up all underneath me
and you know i like the p+ssy with some fuzz like a kiwi

[chorus]
pull up, i’m so fresh, b+tch, i’m clean, check my sneakers
that b+tch got no coin, got no nothin’, couldn’t be her
[?] , thongs, ten+inch pleasers
b+tches turnin’ up when kuntfetish on the speakers
my chain hang low but i’m tryna get higher
molly in my system ’bout to pull an all+nighter
sh+ttin’ on these b+tches, need a hug, you need a diaper
i pull up with some friends in the back of a viper
[verse 2]
i+i+i+i+i am that b+tch that you cannot f+ck with
two years in, with a grammy, you could suck it
i say, “f+ck the law,” i get caught then i’m runnin’
i will f+ck your papa if he givin’ me some money
i beat a b+tch, beat my face, and beat the beat up
i serve some molly, six grams, i need to re+up (where the f+ck is molly?)
i’m in the club, at 6 am i like to geek+up
stripper on my lap with a peach margarita

[outro]
uh, uh
uh+uh, uh, uh
uh, uh
uh+uh

- fetish rapper lyrics

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