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junglepussy - fuck texting lyrics

[chorus]
call that n-gga, f-ck that texting sh-t
if a n-gga don’t pick up, guess it’s them hoes he wit’
guess i gotta get wit’ my b-tches and hop in the whip
ride around, see what b-tch hoppin’ on my man d-ck

call that n-gga, call that n-gga, f-ck that texting sh-t
call that n-gga, call that n-gga, who the f-ck he with?
see if he taking hoes shopping, taking hoes on trips
or if he taking pics with other chicks, f-ck that sh-t

[verse 1]
oh na na na, can’t play a b-tch like me papa
these n-ggas think they low, til’ i pop out
where y’all n-ggas at? what them b-tches ‘bout?
i’m looking for these hoes like a girl scout
get your cookies out
unless you work at christian dior’s, run up in the corner store
creep up in the unmarked car
might be leaning on you, you ain’t even know it
a b-tch crazy in love n-gga, this is how i show it
i’m the one to throw yo’ sh-t out the window
call ya’ mama, ask her straight up, “why ya son a ho?”
next level, disrespectful, lemme check you
if you pop back, my boy cousin gon’ dead you
that’s a threat, we comin’ in for your neck, got tec
god d-mned if i’m gon’ let any dude screw me over
i’mma key ya car, bleach ya kicks before the night is over
douse your weed in baking soda, take your stashed cash and blow it all playing poker

[verse 2]
hocus pocus p-ssy, make your man disappear
good p-ssy never fear, any sm-t could get cut
anywhere i see ha, i’ll beat ha
have you leave ha, treat her like you never seen her
it’s my world, you can’t do what you want
i pay a phone bill every month, back this -ss up everyday
and i give you sp-ce unless i’m feeling some kinda way
like today, better pray, lay low m-th-f-cka crazy b-tch coming your way, straight
it’s my way or the high way or the ho way
these n-ggas wanna play, alrighty, okay
bride of chucky on you n-ggas, slicing up your whole face
i’m a greedy -ss b-tch, needing more than an entre
you told me you love me, ride or die b-tch, woulda rolled in a humvee
why you takin’ pics with these hoes that’re ugly?
lying -ss b-tch better show me the money
faking, now you stunting with hoes in abundance
you really ain’t nothing, n-gga ya rollie is
fake as f-ck, n-gga ya bezel’s on the floor, what the f-ck?

[outro]
(you have one unheard message)
baby like, i’m sorry, i’m acting crazy
you know i just love you and when you don’t text me back
i got to thinking like, other b-tches gotcha d-ck
and you know that sh-t is mad good, and i’m stingy
call me back

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