lil shrecc – a letter to the cashier at my local wafflehouse lyrics
[beat tag: wint3rmint]
wint3rmint this sh+ts lit
[intro]
hmm
i got a lot of questions
how formulaic can i be?
i also have a question to a non+existent person
[hook]
hey britney, there’s nothing to admit
i’ll just f+ck all your kids
and take back what you spit
you’re not sh+t, b+tch
i got your mans on my hit list
your emo boy got his wrist slit
i’m just a toy and you ignant
i rep lavore and you isn’t
i got the doors and it’s blitless
i got more wh0res than you is b+tch
[interlude]
so uh
i got a question
umm, i don’t know how to put this
i like
[verse 1]
i don’t give a f+ck b+tch
i don’t got no cuffs b+tch
slamming at the function
looking flyer than a b+tton
i’m nothing
i only give f+cks if you bluffing
i’m stuffing these girls fat ass like it’s something
it’s nothing
no sh+t, redneck
like you humping
i’m lumping all these 12 rounds in your ass like you comfy
i’ll just ask where the f+ck will these blunts be
b+tch i’m really lovely
hopping out the bentley
i just hope you send me
end me
no friendlies
i bent, need no ass to consent me
i venti
i just be broke as the b+tch that you venting
i got no money but this game i’m spending
[hook]
hey britney, there’s nothing to admit
i’ll just f+ck all your kids
and take back what you spit
you’re not sh+t, b+tch
i got your mans on my hit list
your emo boy got his wrist slit
i’m just a toy and you ignant
i rep lavore and you isn’t
i got the doors and it’s blitless
i got more wh0res than you is b+tch
[interlude 2]
so uh, what else do i have to say?
i think i got the formula pretty down
i just need a cheesy rhyme scheme for the next verse
oh, i got one
[verse 2]
i only spend a dime if you booming like a mortar boy
i just got nostalgic for a little b+tch named corduroy
b+tch you need a quarter boy?
never filled a wh0re with joy
corduroy
i just like the notoriet
i don’t need no tool, boy
b+tch you is a school boy
and you isn’t cool boy
new toy
imma f+ck out with that new ploy
just out the ‘lag
i won me that deploy
b+boy
i don’t got luck if it’s free boy
leroy
jenkins on a b+tch in the sea boy
see boy
[interlude 3]
i think that’s a wrap
just play the chorus one more time
you already know
(yeah, definitely, definitely, come on)
[hook]
hey britney, there’s nothing to admit
i’ll just f+ck all your kids
and take back what you spit
you’re not sh+t, b+tch
i got your mans on my hit list
your emo boy got his wrist slit
i’m just a toy and you ignant
i rep lavore and you isn’t
i got the doors and it’s blitless
i got more wh0res than you is b+tch
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