Member Since: 11/11/2010
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Originally posted by Willy.
Rose up from the bottom of the pump like Fleshlight
And all you wheezy bum bitches got your chests tight
Weak bitch you couldn't beat me with your best might
I'm burning rubbers over hoes with the condom over Left's eye
Hold up, I'm busy killing these bitches
If not that I'm giving them fishes
I'm burning them down and cutting they (?)
If they talk **** then I'm kicking they lips
And if you talk **** I'm kicking your lips
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Hold up, wait, time for recollection, if rappers crucified BITCH, I'm the resurrection
The best kept secret, you was in discretion
I'm here to ****ing teach them, you the ****ing lesson
You and me a wild fire to a matched it
I'm a ****ing problem, you don't want to add this, hold up
You don't wanna add this
Better yet go on your shoes and your bags bitch
Every time I hear that part for the rest of my life I'm going to die of laughter
Oh wait, I was the first person to hear Succubi, or whatever the **** you call that weak ass diss to Jim Jones
You know when you had bitches up in your hood tryin' to find dirt on you
Or like the time when you were in the studio with Missy Elliot and she was scared to be in the studio with you, remember
Bitch I'm from the 313
What the **** with the Meat Cleaver out like who want beef
**** you 'gon do, with this Diplo flow
Diss you on your own **** you should dip low hoe
Wait, I want you bitches so scared that your mental break
So you forever be broke with expensive taste
I bet you won't leap old frog ass bitch
***** ass Courage the Cowardly dog ass bitch
Hold up, or like when you were texting me about Kreayshawn remember
"Let's steal her fans we're not really friends with this bitch"
And I was like "Aw okay we're all good"
Bitch I got ammo on you
Bitch you don't want war
But we're just going to tell them what happened when we were together
I was in the city, chilling with a bum bitch
Who was on Twitter, talking like she run ****
You was in my texts looking for sum pitty bitch
"I'm at the bar alone on some Sex and the City ****"
"My boyfriend left me my heart finna break"
Bitch you be ****ing ****** on they oxygen tanks
****, I be making moved bitch, plotting my fate
Looking at you wack hoes like which spot should I take
Wait, Roc-A-Wear, Rainbow, now you on your Wang ****
Rapunzel gon' be missing like her edges and her bangs is
Really, I was hoping you would clap first
But either way I'm gon' give you that work
I'm the one that everybody said you can't be
You know it too because I'm the only one you ain't tweet
Nappy headed Chia pet, ghetto ****ing Easter bunny
Eat up every track Esta Noche, Munchi
I'm like genuinely laughing on this ****
That's why she doesn't really talk much
Like, I just want you to have the balls to respond to me bitch
Don't tell me when you're going to London for a month
Don't say "Oh you're so..."
Oh wait, I see you hung out with Paul Epworth
Did he play you the track I ripped?
Did he play you your style that I stole bitch?
Give me that beat, let me wipe that bass
He played that for me, I didn't like it
Bitch put an album out
I think my album is more done than yours
And I just started a week ago
You out here sleeping on studio floors
Wasting money on digit (?) videos and photoshop.
Stop it bitch.
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Fixed some of the lyrics.
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