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marqus turner - i am marqus/back on the bullshit lyrics

i am marqus

[intro]
aye cj!

[hook]
cj on the f++kin’ beat
(on the f++kin’ beat)
i dropped 25 for a motherf++kin’ ktd
(swish)
you can’t f++k with me
(why?)
’cause, b++ch, i’m marqus t
(marqus t)
i come from the streets
i’m from the low’s, yeah, my ties run deep
got prince on repeat
(purple rain)

[verse 1]
beat off, then skeet off, then eat off your plate
i’m a good boy, i don’t do the race
(mama, i finished my frosted flakes)
b++ch hit the door, it’s past my third take
(b++ch get out)
shake a n++ga up, now his a++ on skates
(skrrt, skrrt)
strut your stuff, now you in first place
just don’t hit my phone after you give me some dome
after i nut on your face
(yurr, yurr)
’cause i’m the type of n++ga that’s built to last
if you f++k with me, i put my foot in your a++
(put my foot in your a++)
while you was skipping class
i was struggling to pass
white man, get off my a++
(dumb a++ b++ch)
now b++ches get curved
’cause i used to get swerved
now the illest n++ga here
(dumb a++ h+e)
but i can’t stress this s++t enough
please, b++ch, don’t touch my hair
(don’t touch my hair)

[verse 2]
talk so much s++t that my breath stink
spoil my girl with that new pink
(oh)
rackin’ up mills, no meek
(oh)
bye+bye, b++ch, i’m +nsync
(bye+bye baby)
yeah, cry me a river
no stripes on your a++, you wanna be tigger
call up my brothers, they pullin’ them triggers
them northside demons
(bow, bow, bow)
yeah, them my n++gas
float like a b+tterfly, sting like a bee
shorty, i’m tryna beat up them cheeks
(beat up them cheeks)
beat up the p++sy while i beat the beat
i keep me a condom and keep a plan b
(yurr)
flight down the stairs, that’s plan c
your baby daddy can’t be me
(yurr, yurr)
keepin’ it tight for your n++ga, i see
now shut your a++ up and come take this plan d

back on the bullsh+t

[intro]
(motorola)
whoop, whoop, yeah
let’s get it
let’s get it
let’s get it

[hook]
yes, i’m back on the bullsh+t
(bullsh+t)
hit your girl with my pool stick
(with the pool stick)
she can take all the d++k
(uh+huh)
i’m that n++ga with the popeyes drumsticks
(i got the family pack)

[verse]
okay, i’m that n++ga from the 612
(612)
yeah, i might be unknown, but who the f++k is you?
(who is you?)
keep the money comin’ in, n++ga, i got s++t to do
(i got s++t to do)
call me jordan ’cause i’m boilin’ harder with the flu
(coughin’)
oh my god, took your broad
slice your a++ with the saw
don’t got juice, i got sauce
lil n++ga, i’m a boss
it’s a price for the fame
but it’s worth the pain
(worth the pain)
you can say it’s a low+down, dirty shame
(down dirty shame)
hold that thought while i get my diploma
(get my s+++)
lay my suit and tie so i can put your a++ in a coma
(square up n++++)
no b+++ don’t call my phone just to come over
(oh, oh)
i’m on some drake s++t
(’til it’s far from over)
alright, out like a light
(uh)
just something light
(uh)
beat the p++sy up
(uh)
like it was fight night
(what else?)
i have no respect
(uh+huh)
b++ch, cut my check
(uh+huh)
’fore i beat your a++ with some brass knuckles next
(oh, oh, oh)
you is not a threat, let’s not forget
(ok)
you the type of n++ga that’ll send a double text

(oh)
(d+mn!)
(godd+mn)
(n++++ you send double texts ouu, ouu thank you next)

[hook]
yes, i’m back on the bullsh+t
(bullsh+t)
hit your girl with my pool stick
(with the pool stick)
she can take all the d++k
(uh+huh)
i’m that n++ga with the popeyes drumsticks
(family pack)

yes, i’m back on the bullsh+t
(bullsh+t)
hit your girl with my pool stick
(with the pool stick)
she can take all the d++k
(uh+huh)
i’m that n++ga with the popeyes drumsticks
(family pack)

[outro]
n++ga, you sendin’ double texts?!

- marqus turner lyrics

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