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honey c - 'bout it lyrics

(chorus)
(oohh) ima queen we can war if you bout it
always got the heat homie never without it
sh-t with the ice, the sh-t gotta price
now you a f-ck b-tch i get ya miss in the night
wit the lil’ homies do it big like f-ck it
a pretty -ss b-tch but the sh-t i say ugly (huh-huh-huh)
the sh-t i say ugly, pretty -ss b-tch but the sh-t i say ugly (schwag, schwag)

(verse 1)
today ’em b-tches acting smart i told the stupid b-tch easy n’ act yo part (part part part part)
today ’em b-tches acting smart i told the stupid b-tch easy n’ act yo part (part part part part)
cause’ then she just actin’ hard cause n’ the b-tch yeah right i ain’t had the start (start start start)
doesn’t she seems to be acting wrong n’ i be repping the truth when i rap these songs
where my short b-tches at they be rappin’ long n’ if you ain’t iunno what type of cr-p you on
get off your broke -ss p-ssy b-tches lying n’ sh-t
fix yo face think again before you try some sh-t
cause b-tch i’m beauty but a beast till you tryna kid
got that jamaican n’ that indian and china b-tch (augh-augh-augh-augh-augh)

(chorus)
ima queen we can war if ya doubt it
always got the heat homie never without it
sh-t with the ice, the sh-t gotta price
if you a f-ck b-tch i get ya miss in the night
wit the lil’ homies do it big like f-ck it
pretty -ss b-tch but the sh-t i say ugly (huh-huh-huh)
the sh-t i say ugly, pretty -ss b-tch but the sh-t i say ugly (schwag, schwag)

(verse 2)
my b-tches animals they eat them mauches (augh)
i’m bout the money and the p-n-s after bra
this such a fake world i need these actors (augh)
i do me i don’t plea these b-st-rds (augh)
same day different sh-t, real b-tch its a crime
momma told me f-ck them n-ggas so i never give ’em time
take a number dizzy line yellow b-tch she i give ’em mine
b-tch you deaf b-tch you blind yellow b-tch sh-t till we f-cking die
c-c-c0ke crew, n-gga gold gang, i’m on some new sh-t so f-ck ’em for them old thang
let ’em hoes sang, let ’em sl-ts f-ck, and b-tch f-ck love, all work no play
i gotta thin b-tch, i gotta fat b-tch, and now these groupies getting at me cause i’m traffic
so i autograph it, homie holla but i p-ss it
baby i ain’t got time i be up in the -ss b-tch

(chorus)
ima queen we can war if ya doubt it
always got the heat homie never without it
sh-t with the ice,that sh-t gotta price
if you a f-ck b-tch i get ya miss in the night
wit the lil’ homies do it big like f-ck it
pretty -ss b-tch but the should i say ugly (huh-huh-huh)
the sh-t i say ugly, pretty -ss b-tch but the should i say ugly (schwag, schwag)

i’m bout it bout it, i’m bout it bout it
uhh i’m bout it bout it, f-ck yo feelings biiiiiiiiiiitch
aughh!!!

- honey c lyrics

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