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k. michelle - padded room lyrics

[intro]
rub your t-tties
if you nice weave

[verse 1]
f-ck you
you a p-ssy n-gga anyway
while you talk about me
tell’em how i rode your face
memphis ten where we get it in
money over everything
chicks be f-cking just to win
first 48 is the scene
i can k!ll a b-tch dream
till you see me in my jeans
if that’s ya n-gga
tell him stay up out my ringer
bout to clock it back
watch me shoot my middle finger
like
[chorus]
f-ck you
f-ck you
f-ck you
f-ck you
jive records i said
f-ck you
f-ck you
f-ck you
mich-lle from straight from the -ss blog i’m like
f-ck you
f-ck you
smelling like a fish market
f-ck you
f-ck you
you angry b-tches i’m like
f-ck you
i’m all give y’all some t-shirt that say
i hate k.mich-lle
all you hating b-tch

[verse 2]
f-ck you
and them b-tches that you came with
why ugly b-tches always wanna talk the most sh-t
dumb sh-t sweet valley high sh-t
really man f-ck you and your whole clique
i’m from memphis
jump a gate slap a b-tch
i ain’t in the streets
and i ain’t with that sh-t
i see a lot of n-ggas
but not a lot of men
all of a sudden stranger b-tches tryna be my friend

[chorus]
f-ck you
for real tho i don’t know none of you hoes i don’t
f-ck you
f-ck you
tell sally mann
f-ck you
f-ck you
f-ck you
f-ck you
to that flight attendant
that didn’t want to get me another drink
f-ck you
f-ck you
f-ck you
f-ck you

- k michelle lyrics

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