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kiddo marv - heart breaker lyrics

[intro: kiddo marv]
know what we talkin’ ’bout
she was the best for me
no, i don’t… what’s the best for me, b-tch?
i don’t give a f-ck about you
f-ck you
go overdose on some pills or some sh-t

[verse 1: kiddo marv]
i’m tryna break your f-ckin’ heart, b-tch
you ain’t really love a n-gg- from the start, b-tch
especially when the times was goin’ hard, b-tch
you kept trippin’ like you ain’t wanna play your part, b-tch
you ain’t even hold me down when i needed you
always blockin’ a n-gg- number, i can’t speak to you
you be actin’ like a jit, you a petty ho
when you wanna f-ck on the n-gg-s i already know
ho, you be ready to go
and you be askin’ me questions like who i’m sleepin’ with?
i be f-ckin’ them b-tches that you be tweetin’ with
promise to make you look stupid every chance i get
now it feel bein’ friendly with all the hoes i hit?
you took advantage when i said you kept the balance in me
you knew my strength and my weakness, how to put damage in me
even nutted in you, almost got you plugged too
i thank the lord you ain’t get pregant, ho, f-ck you
you try to play me like i’m stupid, like i’m clueless, b-tch
you and i know both know that i’m a player
i don’t know what i was thinkin’ when i went out there to save you
i be thinkin’ ’bout when i’m ‘posed to be thinkin’ ’bout the paper
now you be sittin’ all on twitter, tryna start sh-t
you and i both know that i am heartless
gettin’ money, sellin’ out these shows, ho, i’m an artist
too easy to get these b-tches, was gon’ break your heart regardless, b-tch

[chorus: kiddo marv]
you really thought i was finna love you forever? i lied
you keep telling me you moving on to somebody better, like i’ma cry
and i hope that same n-gg- break your heart too and cheat on you
f-ck another b-tch, same night, pull up and skeet on you
f-ck all that sucker sh-t, ain’t wish you the best, b-tch
i’m tryna rip your heart right out your chest, b-tch

[verse 2: tokyo jetz]
ayy, listen, f-ck n-gg-, let me make it clear (real clear)
it ain’t like you made me, p-ssy n-gg-, why you angry? (what the f-ck?)
actin’ like you hurt, you showin’ way too much emotions
like a b-tch up in a skirt (b-tch), you steady lyin’ like you work
sh-t, i let you hit it raw, i feel stupid (f-ck)
sent them b-tches ’round, you fell for it like a groupie (stupid)
posing all in pictures, now you all on b-tches’ d-ck
and you told me don’t worry ’bout ’em, p-ssy n-gg-s make me sick
b-tch, you make me sick
how you play me victim? i ain’t cryin’ ’bout no d-ck (nah)
won’t ever f-ck again, won’t let you put me in no mix
p-ssy n-gg-, watch your mouth, speakin’ on me, state a fact
you done booked a couple shows and now you don’t know how to act (what?)
don’t make me call my brother, have him go up in your sh-t
and you talkin’ with that ho, you know them traits of a b-tch
thank god i ain’t get pregnant, we ain’t gotta share no kids
and if i ever see you out, then b-tch, you know just what it is

- kiddo marv lyrics

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