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teddy b – fuck you lyrics

[verse 1: teddy b]
i’m just sittin’ on my throne i’m the king of this rap sh-t
sit back, take a seat, pick a beat and attack it
sharper than a cactus, the one with the magic
the white boy with the black d-ck, the one that gets mad chicks
i be f-ckin’ a b-tch and then i’m flippin’ the mattress
hour later f-ckin’ a different b-tch just for the practice
it’s tragic, i’m runnin’ up, talk ’bout how you gunnin’ up
i’ll just put my knuckles up and still i’m gonna f-ck you up
i’m colder than a snowman you older than my old man
it’s the new youngin’ taking over all the programs
if a benchwarmer b-tch lookin’ for some romance
i’ll leave him with a face full of second-string ho stamps
the whitest but the best and i’m nicer than the rest
i’m just fightin’ for respect kimbo slice ’em in a ‘sec
mike tyson they be bitin’ cause i’m writin’ ’em to death
like lightenin’ when i’m strikin’ headed right into a mess, to death
i leave ’em miserable, pitiful, and despicable
my lyrical original criminal with the syllables
you physical and critical don’t know just what my clique will do
cause all these hatin’ dudes talkin’ more than my b-tches do

[hook]
f-ck (x100)

[verse 2: milxx p]
i spit the lyrics just as easy as i spit the mac at ya
attack back like black mambas out in africa
ain’t no comin’ back after i’m fightin’ back at ya
i wrap tracks up, just call me the packager
this sh-t right here is nothin’ to mess with
why you wanna play that? why you wanna test it?
why y’all wanna front, y’all already confessed
bet you strugglin’ to stay afloat when i got the death grip
i’m cool with violence, but straight from the domestic
when i said i hit the b-tch i meant i had s-x with
the pelvic muscle i thrust the best one to flex with
i don’t flex or flaunt just quick to let the tech’s rip
it’s milxx p b-tch, hoe’s better recognize
and if not know, then i’mma start checkin’ guys
f-ck trash rap that’s what my status is
peep game on milxx then tell me who the baddest is
i’m the baddest of bad, the baddest that ever you had
you should be glad to peep a cat that’s so gifted in gab, me
milxx to the p, i do the dooby-doo-bionics dude it ain’t no thing to me
slang tree, bang p-ssy cat, blown back three feet to be exactly accurately
attack me? you’ll get smacked g
get smacked back harder than you’d ever imagine was likely
it’s not like me for me to go off
but if you push to the limit then i’mma go off
quite likely for me to show off
yeah i see the second string is watchin’, so but they get blown off
god d-mn that was your ho? i didn’t know
well do me a favor tell her stay the f-ck from ’round me doe
i only slap a b-tch if the b-tch disrespectin’ me
i only sn-tch a b-tch if the b-tch is rejectin’ me
word up

[hook]
f-ck (x100)

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