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Paroles: Bully Ball

Ooh, lil' thot bitch
Lil' thot bitch, lil' thot bitch
Lil' thot bitch, lil' thot bitch (Helluva made this beat, baby)
Lil' thot bitch, hmm

Give a fuck 'bout no thot pocket, lil' slut bucket
I ain't got shit to say to no cum guzzler
Lil' dick suckin' bitch, lil' dick fuckin' bitch
You a golddigger, you can't get shit from me, bitch
Fuck a lame nigga and an opp nigga, hmm
Lean with it, rock with it
Don't ask me 'bout no niggas that I'm not with, huh
Don't ask me 'bout no hoes I got caught with, huh

I was on the road bringin' 'back dog shit, huh
You was on the road bringin' 'back dogshit, huh
You be on the 'Gram flexin' in your dawg whip, huh
I be on the 'Gram tryna see who dawg with, huh
Lean with it, rock with it
Throw that bitch in the air, get him dropped with it
Throw that bitch in the air, hit an opp with it
Throw that bitch in the air, hit his top with it, hmm
You don't understand nothin', you gon' understand me
You got swung with the Bloods, you won't get no plan B
She don't get no Plan B if I hit that pussy raw
Steve been all up in her jaw, booty clap like round of applause
Chopper clap like round of applause, got the hundred round from the mall, titties out like Mardi Gras, hmm
Titties out like Mardi Gras, brick white like coleslaw, wrestin' match, no holds barred
Man count with this mask on
Dude love 'em, kept the jack gone
Need a hard pass when I'm back home
Tell your big homie get a backbone
Fuck ten bitches, my back strong
Let 'em ride me 'til they tracks gone
Let 'em blow me like a saxophone
Then block the number, don't answer phone
Gator boots, gold teeth in, hair loud, actin' like I'm Jerome
Chain on, so the lights was on
Values, only learned right from wrong
Learnin' Spanish from the maricons
Leanin' on it, 'cause the rifle long
Jeans tight like biker clothes
But I don't ride choppers, just shoot choppers
I don't solve problems, just shoot problems
I fuck mamas and shoot mamas
It's fuck everybody, to be honest
Spend your rent on my shoe shopping, huh
Pinch me if I'm lyin', ah
Pinch me if I'm dreamin', huh
Bet money I got the iron, ah
Bet money I'll squeeze it, huh
Tim Ryan got that nine now
Better call Lil Money if you see him, huh
Better pay his money if you owe him, huh
He don't play no games, yeah, you know him, huh
You know we made it through the store, huh
For that ho shit, we ain't goin', huh
All he do is hit my whore, huh
We gon' send a nigga to the Lord, huh
Take it straight to the morgue, huh
Transform, Megazord, huh
AK got a sword, huh
Built tough like Ford, huh
Clip long, 'stension cord, huh
Pimp-smack my favorite whore, huh
Bitch-smack a nigga daughter
White Dawn with reverse doors, huh
'Wood guts on the floor, huh
Hoes all on the floor
Big booty galore, huh
Off a five, won't snore, huh
Pop a Perc' at the store, huh
Guaranteed I'ma score, huh
Baby want more, baby want more, huh

Give a fuck 'bout no thot pocket, lil' slut bucket
I ain't got shit to say to no cum guzzler
Lil' dick suckin' bitch, lil' dick fuckin' bitch
You a golddigger, you can't get shit from me, bitch
Fuck a lame nigga and an opp nigga, hmm
Lean with it, rock with it
Don't ask me 'bout no niggas that I'm not with, huh
Don't ask me 'bout no hoes I got caught with
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