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sahbabii – bitch i got a gun lyrics

[intro: sahbabii]
(your sick ways)
hey

[chorus: sahbabii]
b+tch, i got a gun (b+tch, i do)
pop it off, i bet he run (capiche?)
dressed in all black like the nuns (oh yeah)
we turn your barber to bubblegum (haha)
i’ma buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, p+ssy (reload)
f+ck, f+ck, f+ck, f+ck, f+ck y’all p+ssies (f+ck all y’all)
when you shoot that chopper, you gon’ drop it, lil’ rookie (oops)
y’all n+ggas out here sweet, i love chocolate, lil’ p+ssy
[verse: sahbabii & t3]
y’all f+ck n+ggas is soft by yourself
and i off n+ggas just by myself
i don’t call n+ggas, i don’t need no help
i’ma let that motherf+cker whack ’em like a belt
i’ma shoot his p+ssy ass up in the face
i’m not gon’ aim for them legs, b+tch, i don’t play
i’ma real hitman, i’m grim reaper, baby
and i got six stripes, n+gga, don’t try to play me (yeah)
all my n+ggas pull up, toting choppers
we got yoppеrs, shoot at n+ggas broad day in the street, baby
all my n+ggas don’t f+cking play ’round
all my n+ggas got the choppers, lay you down, baby (yеah)

- sahbabii lyrics

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