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uncle murda - so what? lyrics

[intro: uncle murda]
she a thot, so what? (so what?)
n+ggas still gon’ f+ck her (yup)
(great john on the beat, by the way)
i’m still gon’ f+ck her, haa

[chorus: uncle murda & eli fross]
she a thot, so what? (mm)
n+ggas still gon’ f+ck her
n+ggas still gon’ be all in her dm, tryna get her number (huh)
best friend, yeah i f+cked her (huh)
‘nother one, then another (huh)
i ain’t really for the bickerin’, baby girl we could f+ck each other (huh)
that’s my bro, that’s my brother (bro)
told my n+gga, “don’t trust her” (no)
that lil’ b+tch there sneaky, caught her tryna put a hole in the rubber (what she doin’?)
if she from the hood, can’t love her (huh)
f+cked her good, then i dubbed her (huh)
i ain’t really with the cuffin’ sh+t, baby girl i’m just tryna f+ck it

[verse: uncle murda & eli fross]
i’m like, “sheesh, she a treesh”
oh, she mixxy with her coochie (mixxy)
she put her p+ssy lips on the gram, tryna get a band out of boosie
woke up, house tryna get the bag
tryna sauce a n+gga with the booty (uh)
shawty thick, got a fat ass, so that b+tch big booty judy (uh, yeah yeah)
i’m with it (uh)
bad lil’ b+tch, i’m in it, yeah (uh)
f+cked in it (uh)
foreign v too tinted
she with it
on the first day, she let me hit it (god d+mn)
she tryna play it off like she was drunk and that’s the only reason why she did it (woo)
like, mm, what? (what?!)
if she got the booty, need her digits (uh)
if you want the gucci, let me in it (uh huh)
she a holy girl, but she sinnin’
i’d slap her with a bible (amen)
b+tch tryna go viral
see her on tik tok twerkin’
goin’ hard for a birkin’?
[chorus: uncle murda & eli fross]
she a thot, so what?
n+ggas still gon’ f+ck her
n+ggas still gon’ be all in her dm, tryna get her number (huh)
best friend, yeah i f+cked her (huh)
‘nother one, then another (huh)
i ain’t really for the bickerin’, baby girl we could f+ck each other (huh)
that’s my bro, that’s my brother
told my n+gga, “don’t trust her”
that lil’ b+tch there sneaky, caught her tryna put a hole in the rubber
if she from the hood, can’t love her (huh)
f+cked her good, then i dubbed her (huh)
i ain’t really with the cuffin’ sh+t, baby girl i’m just tryna f+ck it (haha)

[outro]
it’s great john beats, baby

- uncle murda lyrics

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