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xxxtentacion - on that bitch lyrics

ayy
let me take a sip of this motherf–king water
ooo
my throat hurt
adam on the track
gling, gling, gling, gling
huh
gling, gling, gling, gling
huh
ayy, huh, b-tch
oh, hey, yuh, craig, ayy
say w-ssup b-tch, oh oh like a b-tch
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

on that, b-tch
on that, b-tch
on that, b-tch
on that, b-tch
on that, b-tch
on that, b-tch
on that, b-tch
on that, b-tch

i rip d-ck, in that b-tch
.25 cal, in yo sh-t
why’s you runnin, you a b-tch
where you was at when your homies was h-t
on that, b-tch
on that, b-tch
in her cl-t, with that stick
ayy

on that b-tch
pimpin on that vitch
tell that air-head flip it, h-ll yeah, get me rich
make that p-ssy pop, lil bop, poppa need the guap
remix ya broad, serve her like some flock-a
oh, that’s your daughter? xen do not a
give f–ks about nothing but the dollars
ayy, w-ssup, pimping on them sl-ts
yellow boned b-tches working tricks to get my bucks up
ayy, can’t stop it, put it in my pocket
p-i-m-p-i-n-g your h-o-e for profit
ayy, can’t stop it, put it in my pocket
p-i-m-p-i-n-g your h-o-e for profit

on that, b-tch
on that, b-tch
on that, b-tch
on that, b-tch
on that, b-tch
on that, b-tch
on that, b-tch
on that, b-tch

pop a d-ck, in your b-tch
n-gg-, you a crime, i’m a motherf–king [?]
i don’t want cat, she don’t want knit
i’mma put my hand all over, paw prints
two face, harvey, with no dent
i pull up in a rarri, sh-tting on a b-tch
n-gg-s be po boys, n-gg-s be shrimps
i [?] the clout, he [?]
i just pulled up in the double r
and you know a n-gg- double park that b-tch
phone [?] reflection
like god d-mn, you a star, lil b-tch
yeah, i know i started with some ss
but i’m finna end it with an r, lil b-tch
take what you got, put the glock to your mom
that’s why the hood call me robb, lil b-tch
slap said, “don’t slap a n-gg-”
femto talk that talk
been on the [?] for three days, on replay
f–k n-gg- you don’t measure up
wet d-ck, blue c with a crip b-tch
new drip, y’all n-gg-s can’t get a drop
got a mamacita, dyk-, man, on a perc
[?] keep playing, [?] i’mma pull my d-ck out

on that, b-tch
on that, b-tch
on that, b-tch
on that, b-tch
on that, b-tch
on that, b-tch
on that, b-tch
on that, b-tch

i put my d-ck in that b-tch
p-ssy get wet, i might slip
might break my hip
n-gg-s stay talking that sh-t
don’t really care, ’cause, we getting rich
smoking that weed, tc mist, huh, disappear quick
talking that sh-t, you might have to get that motherf–king fist
came with a drop, came with a drip
came with a b-tch, came with a bad one
i came with a fifth, so much smoke i came out the mist
f–king your b-tch, and she came with her homie
came with that holy, she came with that moly
i came with that bread, i came with the cannoli
want my chips with the new guacamole

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