nine vicious - hearted lyrics
[intro]
hahaha
(ahh)
(ahh)
(ahh)
[chorus]
you say that you love me (you say), ahh
you say that you love me, ahh (type sh+t)
say you wanna f+ck me, ahh
you say that you trust me, ahh
[verse 1]
he met me one time, he tryna steal my swag
i ain’t had no money, i was down bad (i was down bad)
now my edges laid, i’m so d+mn bad (i’m so d+mn bad)
i just took your ho, that n+gga sad, he so d+mn mad (he so d+mn mad)
i don’t give a f+ck ’bout no ho (let’s go)
geeked, pour a eight in my soda (yeah)
know i’m a bad lil’ ho (slatt)
got my ho wet like a boat (huh)
take her down that road (yeah)
i never switch on my bro
ridin’ ’round town, let’s go (go)
p+ssy get shot in his throat (yeah)
n+ggas be p+ssy, i know (let’s go)
why you wanna play, why you wanna play (b+tch)
told ’em you want trey, okay, come her bae (come here bae)
push up to the a, i ain’t even from the a (slatt)
i’m just smokin’ dope, i just got an eighth (got an eighth, yeah)
spread that lil’ boy face, n+gga this sh+t ain’t mace (it ain’t mace, yeah)
this sh+t like s+x+ed, my b+tch just like [?]
i don’t give a f+ck ’bout sh+t, we run in the crib, we takin’ the safe
[chorus]
you say that you love me (you say), ahh
you say that you love me, ahh (type sh+t)
say you wanna f+ck me, ahh
you say that you trust me, ahh
[verse 2]
n+ggas think i’m g+y, i just let them think (i just let them think)
that lil’ b+tch she so weird, she just love to hate (she just love to hate)
huh, i don’t see no evil, i don’t see no race (i don’t see no race)
we had the same b+tch, had her in the a (had her in the a)
yeah (yeah, yeah)
skinny jeans on, i don’t wear that f+ckin’ baggy sh+t (i don’t wear no baggy clothes)
all these n+ggas know, i’m from athens b+tch (i’m from athens)
servin’ 0+6, servin’ 0+6 (servin’ 0+6)
i was in [?], tryna pop sh+t (tryna pop sh+t)
i was with your ho, she tryna suck d+ck (tryna suck d+ck)
she call me and say she miss me, i’m finna leave my b+tch (i’m finna leave her)
‘giela on my shoe, i don’t even wear no rick (i don’t even wear that)
margiela on my shoe, i don’t even f+ck with rick (i don’t even f+ck with rick)
he leechin’ on my sh+t, i call him boy+tick (call him boy+tick)
i don’t even f+ck with that fashion sh+t, i got a fashion b+tch (i got a fashion b+tch)
i don’t even f+ck with that ratchet sh+t, but i got a ratchet b+tch (i got a ratchet b+tch)
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