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jordan thraxx – kitty lyrics

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you think i need a feature
she gonna send me pictures of her kitty
that′s your b+tch

i could tell this b+tch a freak
i know she trynna f+ck on me
i worry bout myself
i don’t give f+ck about all these n+ggas
i know that n+gga a p+ssy
the way he running from me yeah

i spray that b+tch (yeah, yeah)
i do that sh+t (yeah, yeah)
i rock my sh+t (yeah, yeah)
i pop my sh+t (yeah, yeah)
i shoot at him (yeah, yeah)
i talk like this (yeah, yeah)
i′m really this (yeah, yeah)
i got her wet (yeah, yeah)
i f+ck that b+tch (yeah, yeah)

my name hold weight in the streets
keep it discreet
you really want that hoe
but she f+cking on me
internet gangsters trynna beef
but you ain’t really bout this

i pull my racks out
you ain’t seen this money
i just took off all the features
i don′t need n0body
bought her new ass
now that b+tch got new body
she be shaking all this ass
i′m trynna f+ck some

i’m trynna f+ck some
pop one
take another one
i′m trying die young

i just shot that n+gga
dunno why huh
i guess i was p+ssed
i got a bad temper
i just got this money
but i’m getting richer
i just rock the show
she pull her tits out for me

they call me big slatt
cause i been that n+gga
i f+cking on this thot
and i play with her titty

2 b+tches, real sisters, twin sisters
clutch the glock, roll the window, shoot at n+ggas
i been there, hah i been there
open up your legs, let me put it right there
all my rich n+ggas f+cking on your thot yeah
i put d+ck in that b+tch hah yeah yeah

i wanna travel back in time
and stop you from being born
i gotta flush it down the toilet
cause the feds at the door

you think i need a feature
she gonna send me pictures of her kitty
that′s your b+tch
i could tell this b+tch a freak
i know she trynna f+ck on me
i worry bout myself
i don’t give f+ck about all these n+ggas
i know that n+gga a p+ssy
the way he running from me yeah

i spray that b+tch (yeah, yeah)
i do that sh+t (yeah, yeah)
i rock my sh+t (yeah, yeah)
i pop my sh+t (yeah, yeah)
i shoot at him (yeah, yeah)
i talk like this (yeah, yeah)
i′m really this (yeah, yeah)
i got her wet (yeah, yeah)
i f+ck that b+tch (yeah, yeah)
my name hold weight in the streets



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