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young misty - #ualittlebitch lyrics

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[chrous]
hoes be crippin’, they really suck d-ck
n-gg-s sayin’ i’m broke, i say you a little b-tch
god, please let hate bring off, that is not lit
the cops might f-ck around like a oven mit’
hoes be crippin’, they really suck d-ck
n-gg-s sayin’ i’m broke, i say you a little b-tch
god, please let hate bring off, that is not lit
the cops might f-ck around like a oven mit’

[verse 1]
what you n-gg-s talkin’ ’bout
y’all be talkin’ bout “get a big-ss house”
send your -ss to go eat a d-ck
might because your hoes will lick
i’m talkin’ bout the money
look at fat kev, he got a tummy
in three cribs, they are for these b-tches
i had never met a b-tch for a whole life, that don’t be trippin’
but i ain’t time for no b-tch
imma shoot you in yo’ sh-t
wow we better believe
bout the things about that b-tch
new chain, new diamond ring
they really bright, ayy, they really bling, ayy

[chrous]
hoes be crippin’, they really suck d-ck
n-gg-s sayin’ i’m broke, i say you a little b-tch
god, please let hate bring off, that is not lit
the cops might f-ck around like a oven mit’
hoes be crippin’, they really suck d-ck
n-gg-s sayin’ i’m broke, i say you a little b-tch
god, please let hate bring off, that is not lit
the cops might f-ck around like a oven mit’

[verse 2]
b-tch, imma start by sayin’ your a hoe
she broke my heart, and i dont care, hoe
litty got it done
i’m about to f-ck it up
n-gg-s wan’ my money, just for luck
them n-gg-s broke, ugly as f-ck, ayy
imma bouta’ f-ck her, then she said hit it right
this is what i do, imma hit it all night
evan’s momma called him a “negro”
cause he be f-ckin’ got all that black dots on his arm, heehoe
[?] f-ckin’ bands in that fat hoe
imma bouta’ f-ck that sh-t, she don’t know
ha, them n-gg-s be sayin’ i have 37l,690 dollars
that’s a complement, not a roast, i’m bouta’ holler!

[chrous]
hoes be crippin’, they really suck d-ck
n-gg-s sayin’ i’m broke, i say you a little b-tch
god, please let hate bring off, that is not lit
the cops might f-ck around like a oven mit’
hoes be crippin’, they really suck d-ck
n-gg-s sayin’ i’m broke, i say you a little b-tch
god, please let hate bring off, that is not lit
the cops might f-ck around like a oven mit’

[intro]
ayy, this is some motherf-ckin’ fire in this sh-t



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