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mistah f.a.b. – don’t trust no lyrics

[verse 1: mista f.a.b.]
i used to love a b+tch
i used to trust a b+tch
heart got broke, i was [?] with another b+tch
learned a valuable lesson doing sucker sh+t
that’s why f.a.b. stand for f+ck a b+tch
mama told me don’t trust any sl+t
ho you’re gross, in the words of kenny [?]
ran out of those, i don’t have any f+ck
[?] b+tch i don’t do dennys lunch
ain’t no come ups, and i don’t give free rides
b+tch that’s a stretch, [?]
cool on a punk b+tch, you can see the peace sign
pimpin in my blood like [?] street sign

[chorus: mista f.a.b.]
mama told me don’t trust no b+tch
daddy told me don’t trust no b+tch
real n+ggas still f+ck that b+tch
tell a ho she better suck this d+ck
mama told me don’t trust no b+tch
daddy told me don’t trust no b+tch
real n+ggas still f+ck that b+tch
tell a ho she better suck this d+ck
[verse 2: philthy rich]
can’t settle for a n+gga that can’t stand up for himself
[?] now you f+cking with the [?]
i spent 20,000 in the past 2 days
get it right back, when i bust these 2 [?]
no high school deploma, but me and f.a.b. with the tech
but i bet you i can sign my name in cursive on the check
activis and high tech is all a n+gga sip
broke n+gga tryna get high, he gon buy the cheapest sh+t
i can’t lie, [?] be looking h+lla thick
i can’t lie, be on ig liking all the pics
b+tch you a baller b+tch, big houses, foreign whips
you n+ggas in all [?] pics, even though that n+gga snitched
it’s philthy!

[verse 3: too short]
i’m on the road getting money, doing shows
handling [?], i ain’t tryna f+ck these hoes
if you broke as f+ck, get some money, b+tch
i don’t wanna hear all that funny sh+t
i already got about a hundred chicks
i wouldn’t act like it even if i wanna hit
cause all she want is d+ck, ain’t nothing new
stay on my line all the time, i don’t f+ck with you
do i love you? i’m a player, i’m a mac and a pimp
put that cash in my hand, don’t ask me again
do i trust you? b+tch you must think i’m a [?]
i’m bout to call you my favorite word
b+tch!
[chorus: mista f.a.b.]
mama told me don’t trust no b+tch
daddy told me don’t trust no b+tch
real n+ggas still f+ck that b+tch
tell a ho she better suck this d+ck
mama told me don’t trust no b+tch
daddy told me don’t trust no b+tch
real n+ggas still f+ck that b+tch
tell a ho she better suck this d+ck

[verse 4: serius jones]
[?] they on me
imma get it either way, can’t play my [?]
if you wanna ride with me, gotta pay that fee
you know f+cking with the ho is a job
eh baby, b+tches they crazy
[?] lately
one minute they love, the next they hating and [?]
[?] but you know that whatever i’m mackin
you wonder why i can’t love no b+tch
and i can’t trust no b+tch
but still might f+ck your b+tch
wonder why i can’t love no b+tch
and i can’t trust no b+tch
but i still might f+ck your b+tch

- mistah f a b lyrics

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