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ggot curt - what it is? lyrics

intro]
(grrgh)
(brrgh, b+tch)
(yeah, p+ssy n+gga)
(curtondatrack, go crazy)
(yeah, eh, let’s do it)
ay’ where my drank at?
n+gga, b+tch, ay’ what they talkin’ ‘bout?
yeah, b+tch, i be the realest n+gga
b+tch, say let that bit’, go like this, yeah

[chorus]
grrgh
ay’ what that boy was talkin’ ‘bout, b+tch?
mane that boy think he the sh+t
cause he done got a little clout, b+tch
gon’ and pass that b+tch to me
i call that sh+t that f+ckin’ mouth switch
he wanna run his f+ckin’ mouth
i put him down up in that ground, b+tch
i’m talkin’ ‘bout yeah, what it is?
spray him down, wit’ some rounds, b+tch
i’m talkin’ ‘bout yeah, what it is?
leave him lost, won’t get him found, b+tch
i be like n+gga, what it is?
b+tch i had went off up on that clown b+tch
b+tch, yeah, what it is?
know that p+ssy boy be ridin’ ‘round up in that crown vic’
b+tch
[verse 1]
ol’ light skin, pretty boy, they thinkin’ i’m a convict
b+tch i had walked up in that bank
them b+tches thought i was finna rob it
i’m in this b+tch just like i’m batman (batman)
b+tch it’s mother f+ck a robin
i got a sweet lil’ s+xy b+tch, i took her ass to baskin+robins
ay’ lil’ b+tch don’t f+ck wit’ me
i’m in this b+tch just like a mafi+
i+i+i don’t f+ck wit’ p+ssy n+ggas, like the motherf+ckin’ n+z+ (b+tch)
you talkin’ all that p+ssy sh+t, well lil’ b+tch come and try me
b+tch i be the type to merk that boy
get his ass done in private
now his ass f+ckin’ silent (he quiet)
his mama tryna’ find him (she cryin’)
he shoulda seen that sign (sign)
in this boot, these n+ggas dyin’ (they dyin’)
had to cut that lil’ b+tch off
cause she ain’t f+ckin’ match my time (that time)
oh they like when i go off
cause they want me to lose my mind (err+time)
i won’t tolerate no b+tch that’s interferin’ wit’ my grind
b+tch i won’t tolerate no sneaky b+tch that’s comin’ on my line (bye bye)
b+tch i don’t want no shy lil’ s+xy b+tch, i like my b+tches bi
i’m talkin’ ‘bout she better throat my d+ck until she f+ckin’ cry
[chorus]
ay’ what that boy was talkin’ ‘bout, b+tch?
mane that boy think he the sh+t
cause he done got a little clout, b+tch
gon’ and pass that b+tch to me
i call that sh+t that f+ckin’ mouth switch
he wanna run his f+ckin’ mouth
i put him down up in that ground, b+tch
i’m talkin’ ‘bout yeah, what it is?
spray him down, wit’ some rounds, b+tch
i’m talkin’ ‘bout yeah, what it is?
leave him lost, won’t get him found, b+tch
i be like n+gga, what it is?
b+tch i had went off up on that clown b+tch
b+tch, yeah, what it is?
know that p+ssy boy be ridin’ ‘round up in that crown vic’
b+tch

[verse 2]
b+tch i be turnt up in this b+tch and i get on like makavelli
mane i be turnt up wit’ that b+tch, she want my d+ck up in her belly
i told lil’ shawty make a onlyfans
b+tch, take that cat and sell it
b+tch we could make yo’ ass a movie, let me know b+tch we could set it
yeah
she creamin’ on my d+ck while she on top like little debbie
gon’ hit that boy up wit’ that uzi
say+say now that b+tch beheaded
i know them n+ggas tryna’ do me
gon’ hit him wit’ that mac+11
or wit’ a f+ckin’ mac+10, in this b+tch like 7+eleven
i met that b+tch up at that trail ride
i know she f+ckin’ dirty
they wantin’ me to do some jail time
b+tch they tryna’ get me early
she tryna’ ride up on my horse up on that derby, ya’ heard me?
i told that b+tch to throw it back, she better twerk it, ya’ heard me?
[chorus]
ay’ what that boy was talkin’ ‘bout, b+tch?
mane that boy think he the sh+t
cause he done got a little clout, b+tch
gon’ and pass that b+tch to me
i call that sh+t that f+ckin’ mouth switch
he wanna run his f+ckin’ mouth
i put him down up in that ground, b+tch
i’m talkin’ ‘bout yeah, what it is?
spray him down, wit’ some rounds, b+tch
i’m talkin’ ‘bout yeah, what it is?
leave him lost, won’t get him found, b+tch
i be like n+gga, what it is?
b+tch i had went off up on that clown b+tch
b+tch, yeah, what it is?
know that p+ssy boy be ridin’ ‘round up in that crown vic’
b+tch

[outro]
(i’m talkin’ ‘bout yeah, what it is?)
(spray him down, wit’ some rounds, b+tch)
(i’m talkin’ ‘bout yeah, what it is?)
(leave him lost, won’t get him found, b+tch)
(i be like n+gga, what it is?)
(b+tch i had went off up on that clown b+tch)
(b+tch, yeah, what it is?)
(know that p+ssy boy be ridin’ ‘round up in that crown vic’)
(b+tch)

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