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tyc – fdb(remix) lyrics

(intro)

s-s-b
east side of london that’s where i’m from,everything you rappers did it’s been done
my rhymin game and my mackin game can’t touch that sh-t
this girl tryna’holla like f-ck me?
nah f-ck that b-tch

(hook)
f-ck dat b-tch
f-ck dat b-tch
that b-tch tryna’holla like f-ck me
nah f-ck dat b-tch’ay o
f-ck dat b-tch dat b-tch tryna holla like f-ck
nah f-ck that b-tch

verse:
ridin round with my brothers we screamin fdb
word around town, your girlfriend tryna tat ssb
pon her waist, told her i ain’t got time to waste
tryna get raw head that’s clean face, we don’t love these hoes
that’s word to acekidd
i been in the stu, workin on tunes since back to back
return of the old school
i swear i’m tired of these thots, used to be sweet like haribo’s
it ain’t so sweet when you love these hoes
she was f-ckin with o, she was f-ckin with a, she was f-ckin with r
sh-t what can i say? she really like the alphabet
i ain’t give a f-ck about a ex, oh that’s your girl and you love her?
but like micky dee’s she lovin me
she ain’t care about profits, see she love the d
and she been p-ssed around the team, as if she was a football
shout out a-town for twerkin on my jeans

(refrain)
east side we from, n-gga
t.y get the mack and we packin
n-gga
she tryna holla like f-ck a n-gga..
but i say f-ck dat b-tch
my n-gga f-ck dat b-tch!
f-ck dat ho
and f-ck dat b-tch(x2)
she cryin she dyin, she lyin, but i don’t give a f-ck
we don’t love hoes i say f-ck that b-tch
i say f-ck dat b-tch, that’s right f-ck dat b-tch

verse 2:

i’m packin the mack in the back of the ac
thotties be playin they thinkin we lack
okay lemme start again ummm
check it woah, woah, woah
she wanted versace but i hang with my amigoz, that’s right
my amigos hang with my migos
she wanted to t.y and i’m wonderin why she act like she need me
been in the friendzone dawg it felt like a maze
she said she “love me” yo i swear that’s a phase
i mean that’s a phrase, if she wanting a raise
her girlfriends do praise
i feel like slim i got a couple kim’s on the side
but i don’t give a f-ck we infinite
she moved on to y, she teasin that ray
to the lord i pray she o.d over odi
x’s tryna catch me slippin but where my dog’s at?
word to my homie jamal, sha, benny, kay d-mn
they been through us all
her girlfriends, i gave her a necklace
she gave me a break and a perma heart ache
d-mn f-ck dat b-tch i said f-ck dat b-tch

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