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ilycider – ​make me sick lyrics

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[verse 1: ilycider]
b+tch get me mad, she getting kicked out
they keep looking at my fit, i brought the ricks out
slap that hoe across the face and pull my d+ck out
i smoke too much in a day, boy, that’s the fifth ounce
all my n+ggas be some bloodhounds
i use that b+tch face to put my f+cking blunt out
punch that n+gga in the face if he bug out
so lil’ n+gga, please, don’t bug out
sippin’ purple, n+gga, yeah, i’m feeling wavy
purple sh+t in my cup got me lazy
and that b+tch say i’m cute like a baby
i can’t f+ck with n+ggas if they crybabies
and i’ma love you, if you my lady
a n+gga got a lot of f+ckin’ ladies
don’t f+ck with that hoe ’cause she got rabies
when i retire i’m the goat like tom brady
when i retire, n+gga, i’ma still be k!llin’ sh+t
12 pull me over, n+gga, i’ma plead the fifth
this b+tch dumb as h+ll if she think that i’m serious
yeah, i ride for my n+ggas, i lie to my b+tch
and i’m hiding from 12 if they run in the crib
fridge full of straight pints of actavis
the way i walked in with the swag wasn’t on accident
yeah, my new b+tch, she the baddest b+tch
[verse 2: nettspend]
swear to god you make me sick
you can’t play this swag, you could play this though
big glock on my hip, it’s gon’ make ya sh+t
shootin’ threw yo’ stomach, threw yo’ ribs, put ’em in a ditch hollywood girl tryna make me save her but i’m tired of your ways they hit your friend up
jumpin’ out a benz wit’ all my friends
off this drank i’m so sick (so sick)
stomach hurt bad gotta f+ckin’ sh+t
and i’m sh+ttin’ on your crew, put them in a cig



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