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revengeofparis - bye bye birdie (freestyle) lyrics

[intro]
sorry, guys, the shadow people are back, they’re tryna tell me sh+t that’s not true, aha

[chorus]
i got a bad lil’ thot, uh
she got a bad lil’ box, aye
i got it bad on my thoughts
probably should quit all the sh+t that i’m taught
uh, cold turkey
every day is a xan’ or a percy
shorty, i do not care if you’re hurtin’
go ‘head and block me, bye bye, birdie (yeah)
it’s not that deep like curry (aye)
i get the k, i pop the .30
[?] know i want k
make an og spray through a lil’ b+tch brain
oh, [?] and they look like spaghettios
i got a brand new life, i got a brand new .225

[verse]
pull up and ready to die
cool if i’m dead or alive
i was not made to survive
i was just made to providе
i was just made to take lives
i was just madе to spit rhymes that i don’t write down
tell a thot to come over, like, right now
tell shortie “give top or just pipe down.”
they want a feature to cop my sound
hop on my d+ck, b+tch, brand new rollie
blood diamonds got a kick, b+tch, orphanage on her lips, b+tch
she gon’ suck me ’til my d+ck limp
air it out like a blimp, b+tch
jump on the bed like a chimp, b+tch
she gon’ pull up to the crib
know where i live, swallow my kids, b+tch
“paris is f+ckin’ yo’ b+tch!”
call him my homie, he need an assist
cannot decide if i nut on her eye or, maybe, i’ll nut on her double d tits
she got a man so he’ll probably be p+ssed
caught him lackin’, now he in a ditch
funny, insist that she know i is
now she on snap, she sent me pics
i put her in rick
know i just got it for you, but, shortie, can you take it off?
and, now, i’m in a rips
got new rollie on my wrist and that sh+t’s in color
ask my p+ss
[chorus]
i got a bad lil’ thot, uh
she got a bad lil’ box, aye
i got it bad on my thoughts
probably should quit all the sh+t that i’m taught
uh, cold turkey
every day is a xan’ or a percy
shorty, i do not care if you’re hurtin’
go ‘head and block me, bye bye, birdie (yeah)
it’s not that deep like curry (aye)
i get the k, i pop the .30
[?] know i want k
make an og spray through a lil’ b+tch brain
oh, [?] and they look like spaghettios
i got a brand new life, i got a brand new .225

- revengeofparis lyrics

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