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itswhitneybitch - friday lyrics

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bow down b-tches
made another mistake
a keep sake
for you
and your lame -ss memory bank

smokin and slangin
no one cares the phone rangin
we getting paper- gold wafers
mad beats keep on bangin

its not friday
but its my friday
keep chokin broke b-tches
here’s ya earthquake

its all in good taste
no one to replace
come at me sideways
put ya -ss in ya place
cause i’ve been straight
like gold and white lace
laughing at you
while your in last place
i know this is my way-
my way or the highway
o- you on my level?
haha n-gga come try meh

i’m just sippin and sitting in sun rays
i know the hands of these b-tches
cause it’s my payday
swerve them n-ggas
cause it’s the rhyme way
pink slur, pink heard-
here’s your f-ckin pink friday
sit back- just watch-
your game is child’s play

i’m low – like real low
everyday is my b-day
sit down- just relax
drunk in this mix tape
can’t ever replace
there’s no second place
i’d be bossin you slaves
like it’s my macy’s parade

tell me what you all in for
slam the front car door
grab your girl
give that b-tch what she f-ckin came for
my name is not bronson
i make minaj my stepson
this is real life son
holdin n-ggas for ransom
like warren buffet’s grandson
these boys too d-mn handsome

b-tches be whining
while they wining and dining
like they name is mariah
when they really pariahs
i put em out like a fire
make yo b-tch scream fire!
no stupid hoe
your sittin on my lighta
i ain’t afraid to just buy ya
before my -ss even try ya
throw you out like cancer
before i go and indict ya

time for you to retire
you need a god d-mn reminder?
for real?
i’ll be your igniter
like my name mich-lle pfiefer
tutor all these dumb b-tches
til they follow the rules
if the don’t listen to me
persecute them like jews
you ain’t winnin dumb b-tches
here’s permission to lose

is your -ss still confused?
go watch some cartoons
this is my master bed room
i will prove myself to you
my mind will pollute you
while my body moves through you
i ain’t through with you
you’ll feel me- you’ll get this
a party favor for you

- itswhitneybitch lyrics

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