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lil activis, budda - bd lyrics

[intro]
uh, fuck dean, we goin back to back

[verse 1: lil activis]
mike got your girl
it probably make you wanna hurl
remember when you was hit in the eye?
stars round your head like you was fuckin’ fried
remember that time we was both hurtin’ in need?
i really was gonna hurt you and make you bleed
got tepien on snapchat, showin’ off her titties
you really thought you could see some bitties?
lil activis bout to go back to back
too bad shannon don’t want your sorry -ss no more
cream pied that b-tch like a smore
what happened to tessa markle?
nut in her mouth, yeah make her teeth sparkle
chip skylark on the beat
ugly god “i beat my meat”
your initials spell db, flip that shit it’s bd
like brandon domingues, sfgold from the south
in your basement i found a dead mouse
you know we laced your loud
that shit got you foaming out the mouth

oh man godd-mn!

[chorus: budda]

i wanna see shannon go insane
lace her drink with some crack-cocaine
have her swervin’ into other lane
skrt, skrt!
activis and budda that’s the names

i’m really bout to nut on terry’s back
i’m really bout to nut on terry’s back

[verse 2: budda]

oh man comin’ back, you know i’m back
snorting crack like i got fuckin’ cataracts
b-tch you fuckin’ wack, imma eat yo -ss
yours stank like -ss, you ain’t get no -ss
shannon clark lead you on, then dissed yo -ss

[refrain: budda]

i wanna see shannon go insane
lace her drink with some crack-cocaine
have her swervin’ into other lane
skrt, skrt!
activis and budda that’s the names

[verse 3: budda]

grid a hoe in like a seab-ss
her shit it smell like fish too
yeah but she ain’t my boo
i sip that purple and drink that booze
shout out to stephanie cruz
oouu, i really just went there
d-mn son, i’m your worst fuckin’ nightmare
with all that expired food you could probably feed the homeless
where you live, always look, i would think you homeless
i count that cake and get that bread
while tessa give me bomb -ss head
i ate her -ss and licked her gooch
shout out to durkin, he a mooch
dean you a b-tch since day one
i fucked your -ss up and that shit was fun
light skin b-tch, you think you nice
i’m on your -ss like [?] rice
bd tell me what’s up
found that shit covered in juice like some syrup
uh, i’m goin sippin’ on some syrup
i saw you in your basement and now the feds comin’ for you
i dipped real quick and told your girl “come through”
crippled -ss b-tch

[chorus: budda]

i wanna see shannon go insane
lace her drink with some crack-cocaine
have her swervin’ into other lane
skrt, skrt!
activis and budda that’s the names

i’m really bout to nut on terry’s back
i’m really bout to nut on terry’s back

[verse 4: budda]

one day dean sat on his bed, sat right up against that shit
there’s blood on my hand
told him my bad that’s from mandi
told that b-tch, give me a handy
then she told me she’s seein some dudes named randy
so i came down on that b-tch like i was hurricaine sandy
now you tryin to press civil charges
b-tch after i bought you that ring from target?
i guess we really weren’t meant to be
maybe teresa wants this extra large d
no more usin’ those blue d-ld-s
imma bust all over your pillows
dean you think you the shit?
you still tryin to get shannon in a relationship
inviting her over to your house
i see you tryin’ to get up her blouse
you think she likes your ugly -ss face
your house smells like shit and your life’s a disgrace
can’t remember the last time you fed jake
you probably too busy eating durkin’s cake
your dog probably eats his cr-p
remember in seventh grade when you was handicap
boy, you got that screw in your hip
imma take your mom in my spaceship
aka, that means she gonna be in my pants
imma command that b-tch like ulysses s. grant
you tell me “where my style?”
but you know imma do doggystyle
you know, now this b-tch goin’ wild
askin’ bout makin’ a child
hoe calm yo -ss down
i still got a thing for mandi brown
comin’ at me with all this heat?
girl shut your -ss up and beat my meat
as a matter of fact we done
i just busted all over you like my d-ck a machine gun
time to set your -ss straight
no debate, your -ss an eight
shit was great
checkmate

- lil activis budda lyrics

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