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mac critter - befo i knew you lyrics

(chorus:)
look at his stomach, look at this head
throw him off top n+gga make that bed
chase him down hit a n+gga what about the legs
(chase him down hit a man what about the legs)
chase him down hit a man what about the legs

(verse:)
n+gga rapping really see red
n+gga i ain’t see no murder they scared
talking that b+tch need to watch what she said
my own folks (?)
chase em out the city when the f+ck you learn voodoo
these n+ggas d+ck sucking n+ggaa like tutu
that’s your baby mama, put her in a choo choo
shot him in his ass now he can’t take a doo doo
don’t need a plug b+tch my daddy my loo loo
already worth 100,000 before i knew you
when you live like this these b+tches wanna screw you
gotta watch these n+ggas trying to screw you
n+ggas trying to get over gone die
no love for these rappers, pariah
n+gga i got to sleep with that fire
n+gga waking up klepto on that black out
i don’t love her but beating that b+tch back out
ain’t no dinner that b+tch gone get take out
100 shots or better, pop em trying to get some take out
ain’t no n+gga (?) gangsta
n+gga og (?) a rat
n+ggas stop now come and get stretched
100 shots or better when i catch mrs (ack?)
(?) his momma head when the b+tch head was wet
can’t control a runner how a dumbass fat
(for the other n+gga daddy get wet for 3 stacks)
all the young n+ggas in the north with 2 maybachs black on black
turn myself to a boss ain’t no (?) on the shelf
she know how it gone get when the sh+t going left
got a freak b+tch eating d+ck she ain’t trying to catch her breath
(all these diamonds vvs crystals of death(?) )
(chorus:)
look at his stomach, look at this head
throw him off top n+gga make that bed
chase him down hit a n+gga what about the legs
(chase him down hit a man what about the legs)
chase him down hit a man what about the legs

(bridge:)
n+gga rapping really see red
n+gga i ain’t see no murder they scared
talking that b+tch need to watch what she said
my own folks (?)
chase em out the city when the f+ck you learn voodoo
these n+ggas d+ck sucking n+ggaa like tutu
that’s your baby mama, put her in a choo choo
shot him in his ass now he can’t take a doo doo
don’t need a plug b+tch my daddy my loo loo
already worth 100,000 before i knew you

- mac critter lyrics

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