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tata & jenn carter - pussete lyrics

[intro: tata]
b+tch
huh, every opp shot, everything dead, huh
41 shots to the head, b+tch
41 shots to the head, grrah

[verse 1: tata]
star b with the g, don’t miss
like, everyone suck my d+ck
like, preme, dump that sh+t
no, i won’t send the addy, can’t trust that b+tch
like, i throw up the four and the dub, that’s a fact
b+tch fire, her p+ssy is wack
why she keep dissing? that b+tch is a bum
like, i make jenny hit her with the strap
b+tch, and i keep the glock+ete
like, she tryna swing the p+ss+ete
and i’m all in her p+ssy, doot+ete
when i back out this knocker, he better run+ete
b+tch, and i keep the glock+ete
like, she tryna swing the p+ss+ete
and i’m all in her p+ssy, doot+ete
when i back out this knocker, he better run+ete

[verse 2: jenn carter]
sv, know that he too clutch
move back, i got my ruger
that b+tch a dummy, go hop in the uber
stupid b+tches be f+cking my mood up
like, i told tata he can’t leave a trace
’cause bullets be spraying like mace
hollows gon’ hit ’em and make ’em erase
like, and the beam on his face like a lace
grah, and i keep a berre+te
i got all the dootetes
walk in the party, i’m starting a frenzy
i got a baddie, this b+tch a brunette
keep my knocker i cannot misplace it
d’s on my body, we go on a race
it’s a g in the v, we don’t stop for the jakes, b+tch, grrah
we don’t stop for the jakes, b+tch

- tata jenn carter lyrics

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