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joey nato – art ii lyrics

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[intro]
sometimes i think you’ll never learn, no
but you might learn today, yeah

[verse 1: joey nato]
i really wish that i knew what i ever did to you
that made you want to turn around
and stab my back when i turned around
think i might point a pill, i was mad when i heard the news
i didn’t believe it at first, but i know that’s it not a rumor now
how come we need to sort this out in this type of way?
’cause i try to be a good friend to you, but if that’s how you want to play
i can do that all day, two can play that game, touché
see, what i’m tryna say is

[hook: joey nato]
i’ll f+ck your b+tch
(what? huh? what? huh?)
i’ll f+ck your b+tch
(oh! what?)
ah, ah, ah, she thinks i’m rich
(what? she thinks i’m what?)
i’ll f+ck your b+tch, uh
i’ll f+ck your b+tch, uh
i’ll f+ck your–
[verse 2: joey nato]
see, i didn’t want to take it there
but you did me dirty for the last time
got your chick sweatin’ like halftime, oh yeah
and i got it all planned out
i’ma do it different than the norm
took a little drive to enterprise and signed the rental form
porsche same color as cappuccino
don’t ask where i got this watch
’cause none of this you know, it’s still a roley
but i got this sh+t at a thrift shop
i’ma take you out to dinner with a credit card
and then look her right in her eyes
and basically now at that point
i think you realize

[hook: joey nato]
i’ll f+ck your b+tch (what? huh? what? huh?)
i’ll f+ck your b+tch (oh! what?)
ah, ah, ah, she thinks i’m rich
(what? she thinks i’m what?)
i’m not
i’ll f+ck your b+tch, uh (haha)
i’ll f+ck your b+tch, uh (what?)

i’ll f+ck your b+tch (ooh, huh? what?)
i’ll f+ck your b+tch (oh+ho, no)
ah, ah, ah, she thinks i’m rich (what? ayy, ayy)
i’ll f+ck your b+tch (yeah, yeah)
i’ll f+ck your b+tch
i’ll f+ck your–
[verse 3: crypt]
i’ll f+ck your b+tch if you try to f+ck me over
you thought that your heart was cold, but mine’s colder
time for war and i’m a mighty soldier
and my rhymes are like bullets from my mind, i’ma unload
holes in my enemies, peg ya from the head to the floor
got em’ lookin’ like a board if you connect four
i’ll make sure that your wh0re will mourn your dead corpse
before she goes, “i’m not forced”
time to get illy again, i’ll k!ll a million men
before i let a motherf+cker break me down from within
i’ll turn your grin into a frown and my frown into a grin
got you crying like a kid, begging me to forgive
until i smash in action your head in this p+ssy to your d+ck
toss you down into a ditch, i’m finna run+up on [a tent?]
and tell your b+tch i won’t pretend and cope for her as a friend
invite her up to my crib and then we in, i’ll f+ck your b+tch

[hook: joey nato]
(what? huh? what? huh?)
i’ll f+ck your b+tch (oh! what?)
ah, ah, ah, she thinks i’m rich
(what? she thinks i’m what?)
i’m not
i’ll f+ck your b+tch, uh (haha)
i’ll f+ck your b+tch, uh
i’ll f+ck your b+tch (ooh, huh? what? huh?)
i’ll f+ck your b+tch (oh! what?)
ah, ah, ah, she thinks i’m rich
(what? she thinks i’m what?)
i’ll f+ck your b+tch, uh
i’ll f+ck your–



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