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lil l.a. marz – big time fucc’d lyrics

lil l.a. marz + big time fucc’d
lyrics

intro verse:
ion got time to give f+cks
1, cuz i don’t give a f+ck
2, cuz i’ll bust yo sh+t up
3, cuz i’ll leave yo boy slump
i think yo b+tch born a duff
sorry but yo b+tch is ugly and fat
got a fat ass, i’ll juh f+ck from da back
bag on her face cuz i can’t f+ck wit dat
let da b+tch hang by her feet like a bat
put ass together and clap
got her sticky as f+ck, call her icky vicky, wit my wood tryna make all da sap
just like my neck, i got yo b+tch drippy, drippy, when she dropped it on top of my lap
dat b+tch beggin’ for more, she like, “pretty, pretty please, i wantchu go far up my ass”
big time f+ck
you don’t get no time to rush
shoot em clean, a timely run
spic and span, we tidy up
n+gga talkin’ all dis neck
now yo neck is gon get f+cked
wit dat tec aimеd at yo blood
resume wit yo throat gettin’ bust
hook:
ayе
yo n+gga had f+cked up big time
yo n+gga had f+cked up big time
just know we ain’t endin’ wit a fist fight
dumb, stupid ass n+gga can’t get by
flipped over like burger but wit six guys
got em hangin’ by his neck, so n+gga sit tight
did dat cuz yo n+gga can’t do sh+t right
(2x)

verse:
play me again wit my levels
you gon get hit wit dis metal
b+tch say goodbye to yo temple
and we don’t shoot wit no pebbles
i juh gon f+ck up yo mental
h+ll lot uh damage, eventually
said you don’t drive wit no rental, please
think again, you might got special needs
f+ck all dat sh+t, ima need yo lil b+tch to give mental, she f+ck wit da illness
my diamonds sick, but i ain’t talkin’ bout dat, but she like how i feel what she feelin’
told me she feelin’ so broken but prolly cuz i f+cked dat b+tch while she kneelin’
said she gon call it a truce cuz she shootin’ her soaker all over da ceilin’
thought she was done, wanna play wit my stick, where da x is, no not rated 10 and up
slam da yung dagger right though her white t++th, she can take it, cuz dat lil b+tch neck is tough
punched da sh+t outta her n+gga for talkin’ dat f+cksh+t, he did more than said too much
just like her ass, dat lil n+gga’ll be f+cked up, cuz i think his blood juh not red enough
pull up wit a stick, n+gga, i ain’t talkin’ tree branch
talkin’ in america, don’t make you a free man
n+gga caught himself holdin’ bullets like a ring+man
held by his neck cuz he owe me like 3 grand
n+gga better be a man, you act like a b+tch
always holdin’ all deez n+ggas hand, act like you on d+ck
you a pet, n+gga issa fan, get back up off my sh+t
n+gga broke, got no f+ckin’ bands, and i don’t do no tips
hook:
aye
yo n+gga had f+cked up big time
yo n+gga had f+cked up big time
just know we ain’t endin’ wit a fist fight
dumb, stupid ass n+gga can’t get by
flipped over like burger but wit six guys
got em hangin’ by his neck, so n+gga sit tight
did dat cuz yo n+gga can’t do sh+t right
(2x)

- lil l a marz lyrics

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