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skinny t - shit talker lyrics

[verse 1: skinny t]
i drive the foreign like i stole that b+tch
this b+tch on my d+ck, don’t even know that b+tch
it’s some crazy sh+t that’s coming off my lips
i ain’t even write this sh+t down, this is all off the rip
i came up in a rental, i [?] bentleys
no tint up on the whip, so you n+ggas can see me
my son laugh and point, when he see me on tv
kissing on that b+tch, lil n+gga, she still doing [?]
i was in the hood, [?]
i ride around and i smile, so you can see the blling bling
i’m tryna knock a bad b+tch, i think i need a [?]
my baby mama mad at me, she say i’m on the same [?]
sh+t, i can do better
[?] know i pimp on the b+tch, see, i’m like hue hefner
[?] clip on the strap, so we can shoot forever
real n+gga, lil b+tch, i can do it better
you looking at a star, make a wish
i can f+ck you good, but we ain’t gon’ kiss
you wanna live like a boss, gotta take take that risk
chances make champions, baby, let’s take a trip
you can feel me
some n+ggas love me, and some n+ggas wanna k!ll me
i’m in the streets really, i can show you how that feel [?]
this a ten milli, i pop you like a wheely
[verse 2: philthy rich]
look
bet the 5 or 9, every time i shot dice
he ain’t wanna bet it back, got him shot twice
thinking with his d+ck, got him [?]
used to take his lunch money when he lined up
i’m from seminary, [?] top, n+gga
you’ll get your ass robbed for that watch, n+gga
skinny t, he remind me of a skinny me
you wasn’t in the field, so you wouldn’t remember me
i used to look up to [?] and [?]
push his hairline back, when that 40 blow
two f.o.d. chains, mean you certified
they told me stand over the body, to make sure he died
free b.o.t., free tay tay
free [?] free j bay
a lotta n+ggas in the hood don’t know they history
k!ll yourself before you ever think ’bout dissing me
my money long, and i put it on a n+gga head
i ain’t never gave a f+ck, ’bout what a n+gga said
i have the closest n+gga round you, probably do that to you
59 hoes [?] why they do that to you?
me and fetty back to back, in them dodge darts
you couldn’t come outside, and play after dark
i’m an og, n+gga, you’s a b.g
factor from the hood, before i dropped a cd
it’s philthy

- skinny t lyrics

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