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yb curtis - monroe freestyle 3 lyrics

[intro]
p+ssy b+tches think they bold, but want no smoke wit’ me (want no smoke)
you really mad, you think you pushin’ b+ttons
but you can’t go up wit’ me (can’t go up)
if you a thot, or you a ho’, b+tch
you ain’t got no luck wit’ me (ain’t got no luck)
mane i get tired of p+ssy n+ggas tryna’ think that they can f+ck’ wit’ me
(sapfir)

[verse 1]
i’m about to play her station
just like this be ps4
lets make a video, i’m tryna’ watch this b+tch just like a show
i did her ass so good, then tried to leave, she said “no do some more.”
don’t show up to my crib at night cause b+tch i’ma say, “no we closed.”
i almost tripped and fell yesterday
that was a close call
the b+tch gon’ ask me if i f+ckin’ broke it, b+tch
h+ll naw
you tryna’ f+ckin’ tell me how to livе my life
but you can’t make that call
and i’ma make that p+ssy bouncе around just like a f+ckin’ frog

[verse 2]
you call me blind like i can’t f+ckin’ see up in the f+ckin’ fog
the beat drop low and now you all up on me like a f+ckin’ hog
you tryna’ f+ckin’ play me like a phony
b+tch that’s what you are
and i be watchin’ people like a hawk, just like a f+ckin’ dog
mane let the treble fade in, n+gga i’ma fade you out
mane i get tired of talkin’, just come show me
b+tch say, “what you ’bout?”
and you a f+ckin’ ho’
and you a b+tch
well let me tell it to ya’
and you a b+tch, ass, n+gga
lemme gon’ n’ spell it to ya’
[hook]
b, i’ma make that motherf+ckin’ booty lock
i did that b+tch so f+ckin’ good, i start to make her booty rock
ay’ yeah, i
don’t understand, why i can’t f+ckin’ cry
if you a n+gga b+tch come f+ck wit’ me, i hit you in yo’ eye
i said t, i’ma knock you in yo’ motherf+ckin’ t++th
i said c, n+gga they don’t motherf+ckin’ play wit’ me
i said h, all these p+ssy n+ggas filled wit’ all that hate
and i’ma always do my thing, don’t give no f+cks ‘bout what you say

[verse 3]
mane, why you tryna come and talk about some sh+t you ain’t know?
you tryna’ come n’ tell me that i went
but b+tch i ain’t go
and then that pretty b+tch want me to grab her by her ankle
i buy my own sh+t (my sh+t)
b+tch but you?
mane that ain’t so (ay’ yeah)
monroe freestyle 3, and them n+ggas think they see (they see)
i don’t wanna be n0body else, b+tch i just wan’ be me
mane i’ma rap it, i’ma talk it b+tch, because i’m obsolete
and i’ma push it, push it, p+ssy b+tch cause you ain’t knowin’ me
yeah

[outro]
eenie meenie miny f+ckin’ mo
mane i’ma get that f+ckin’ b+tch n’ then i grab her by her toe
and i don’t even know why b+tches tryna’ play me like a ho’
but i’ma go n’ f+ckin’ do her, then i make her p+ssy sore
b+tch, lets go

- yb curtis lyrics

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