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FeelTheBurn2020
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Kamaara
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The American People are tired of women Yeah, aye Aye, yeah yeah What? Yeah, what? Okay (okay okay okay) Yeah yeah (Pop) What? (Yeah) Yeah, what? Hit my bag, hoe Pull up like an as*h**e Give no f**ks Actin’ up like my ash, hoe Baby imma lay it down Boy ya' life's a sh*t-show Baby when I come 'round Open your damn throat c*ck it and squeeze it Blow him to pieces Smoke from the barrel Got my ass sneezin' Think I have [?] Speak for the weekend Committing treason, dead by the weekend Smokin' all that minute sh*t while scratchin' on yo' syphilis f**kin' on yo' mama just to show that I mean business, b*t*h Situation limitless, when there's no f**kin' witnesses So tie 'em up and beat 'em down and break a couple ligaments Sorry for my ways with the blade, like a psycho Fifteen more percent [?] and hop up on yo' iPhone Give me fifteen minutes with yo' b*t*h, now she is my hoe I can spare your life and save you time, but this ain't GEICO Could save you 15% or more on car insurance Between you and I, we got nothing in common My head full of pain and no perky to stop it Twist it and pull her hair while I bop it I feel like Iran when I'm totting the rocket Look at my pockets, this money ain't stoppin' I see it, I want it, little b*t*h, so I got it Hit my bag, hoe Pull up like an as*h**e Give no f**ks Actin’ up like my ash, hoe Baby imma lay it down Boy ya' life's a sh*t-show Baby when I come 'round Open your damn throat c*ck it and squeeze it Blow him to pieces Smoke from the barrel Got my ass sneezin' Think I have [?] Speak for the weekend Committing treason, dead by the weekend
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