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ouija macc - b.i.d.n.g.a.f lyrics

(devereaux!) i don’t feel like doing a fuccin’ intro (let’s go!)

[verse 1]
i don’t give a fucc (nah!) all my k!llers up (yuh!)
want smoke? i’ma fill your fuccin’ chimney up (uh!) (yeah!)
tell the cops call kevin up
i ain’t even trippin’ i’m just six and my eleven up
i don’t give a fucc while you joccin’ and you stalking (hol’ up!)
mad cause i’m poppin’ boy it’s sad that you watching (yeah!)
you ain’t mad at me you and your dad got a problem cause he raised a b+tch
what that got to do with me? nothin! (i don’t give a fucc!)

[chorus]
b+tch i do not give a fucc (b+tch i do not give a fucc!)
b+tch i do not give a fucc (b+tch i do not give a fucc!)
b+tch i do not give a fucc (b+tch i do not give a fucc!)
b+tch i do not give a fucc (i don’t give a mothafucc!)
b+tch i do not give a fucc (b+tch i do not give a fucc!)
b+tch i do not give a fucc (b+tch i do not give a fucc!)
b+tch i do not give a fucc (b+tch i do not give a fucc!)
b+tch i do not give a fucc (b+tch i do not give a!)

[verse 2]
shut your mouth (shut yo mouth!)
shut the fucc up (ooh!)
chloroform rag i know someone getting smothered (yeah!)
put your severed head with the others in the cupboard (nice!)
running out of room with these p+ssy mothafuccas (hol’ up!)
softer than some fuccin’ rubber baby buggy bumpers (haa!)
biting on my sh+t you gon’ end up with a ulcer (yeah!)
call your mom ‘fore i call your mom what’s her number (wuz her number?)
“oh my god did i make the song of the summer?” (i don’t give a fucc!)
[chorus]
b+tch i do not give a fucc (b+tch i do not give a fucc!)
b+tch i do not give a fucc (b+tch i do not give a fucc!)
b+tch i do not give a fucc (b+tch i do not give a fucc!)
b+tch i do not give a fucc (i don’t give a mothafucc!)
b+tch i do not give a fucc (b+tch i do not give a fucc!)
b+tch i do not give a fucc (b+tch i do not give a fucc!)
b+tch i do not give a fucc (b+tch i do not give a fucc!)
b+tch i do not give a fucc (b+tch i do not give a!)

[verse 3]
listen little b+tch i got some wisdom for your sippy cup (huuh!)
get up off my motherfuccin’ nuts run your money up (ooh!)
you ain’t doing sh+t not my problem, you a fuccin’ dud
i ain’t even hear your diss song but i know it sucks
do it for the k!llers that’ll fucc your whole committee up (huuh!)
pull up in them tinted trucks smoking with the windows up
c17 decals and they get it bucc (ooh!)
you ain’t got a dollar in your house or i done lit it up (bum!)

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