sleazyworld go – hate my guts lyrics
[intro]
ooh
need to let that b+tch choose if she wanna f+ck
’bout sh+t, i got this—
n+ggas hate my guts
grrt
[chorus]
all the hoes love me, n+ggas hate my guts (hate me)
need to let that b+tch choose if she wanna f+ck (let that b+tch choose)
and i’m not worryin’ ’bout sh+t, i got this b+tch tucked (b+tch)
i’ll make a n+gga fold like a sit+up (ayy)
i’ll take a n+gga soul with this b+tch too (bah)
glock come with rolls like it’s tissue (glocky)
i’ll wipe a n+gga nose with this b+tch too (slime)
boy, don’t put me in your songs, address the issue, ayy
lil’ b+tch a freak and eat d+ck too (woo)
baby swallow every kid and l!ck her lips too, ayy
lil’ b+tch a freak and eat d+ck too (woo)
baby swallow every kid and l!ck her lips too, ayy
[verse]
n+gga, let that b+tch f+ck, she wanna do d+ck (let her f+ck)
a b+tch can’t get nothin’ outta me because i’m too sl!ck (b+tch, i’m too sl!ck)
these n+ggas tellin’, they got loose lips (rats)
they’ll tell on they own mans tryna talk to a b+tch (goofy)
i don’t hang with n+ggas, i hang with my b+tch (yeah)
’cause she more realer and solid than most these n+ggas is (facts)
baby drac’ on me the size of a kid (woo)
n+ggas don’t slide ’cause they die when they dead (woo)
opps ain’t outside, they hidin’ in the crib (n+ggas hidin’)
and if they sayin’ they is, they lyin’, tellin’ fibs
we step on sh+t like the marching bands (yeah)
call us valet how we parked your mans
ayy, i ain’t beno, but i keep drego with me (uh+huh)
it ain’t sh+t to get you popped like i got faygo with me (bah)
talk sh+t, get your ass whipped like a bad kid (woo)
ayy, baghdad be trippin’, he snuck mag in (snuck that mag in)
and we don’t park from the front, no, b+tch, we back in
and b+tch, you cannot hit this blunt if you not matchin’ (dumbass)
why you n+ggas hatin’? i’m tryna get rich
boy, all that d+ck suck you doin’ gon’ get your b+tch hit
[chorus]
all the hoes love me, n+ggas hate my guts (hate me)
need to let that b+tch choose if she wanna f+ck (let that b+tch choose)
and i’m not worryin’ ’bout sh+t, i got this b+tch tucked (b+tch)
i’ll make a n+gga fold like a sit+up (ayy)
i’ll take a n+gga soul with this b+tch too (bah)
glock come with rolls like it’s tissue (glocky)
i’ll wipe a n+gga nose with this b+tch too (slime)
boy, don’t put me in your songs, address the issue, ayy
lil’ b+tch a freak and eat d+ck too (woo)
baby swallow every kid and l!ck her lips too, ayy
lil’ b+tch a freak and eat d+ck too (woo)
baby swallow every kid and l!ck her lips too, ayy
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