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sexyyred - 10k jayy lyrics

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[chorus:] i like ratchet b*tches, b*tches that’s gon’ eat the d*ck, like s*xyy red
n*ggas be talking crazy ‘til them hollow tips come hit his head, go get some bread, i cannot beef with broke n*ggas that sh*t is dead
last n*ggas i was beefing with they ain’t even have no f*cking bed (on god)
p*ssy n*gga go get some money, posting money all on the net but in real life you n*ggas bummy
thick b*tch all up on my d*ck so i put d*ck all in her tummy, i know that these n*ggas sick ‘cause i got rich from being funny (oh brother)

[verse:] watch how i snap on the beat, these n*ggas be talking that sh*t but they really be b*tch and they really not toting no heat
if my n*ggas pull on your block we ‘gon let off some shots we ‘gon leave every n*gga deceased, i shot me a n*gga when i was 14 and i put that on risha, i’m really a beast
i’m f*cking this b*tch from the back while i’m pulling her hair got her squirting all over the sheets, i know i’m the best and i come from out west but you know i got love for my boy’s in the east
i’m really so lit in the 716 yeah i know i’m the one n*ggas cannot compete, i pop me a bean or i pop me a perc b*tch i really be bussin for half of the week when i get off them pills you know i’mma tweak

i’m super lit b*tches wanna f*ck ‘cause i’mma star, b*tches on my d*ck like “boy i know exactly who you are”
like b*tch i bet you do, b*tch you a bop, i know you too, you f*cked the gang you f*cked the crew, that sh*t a shame but that’s the truth (what else, what else?)

if we ain’t f*cking when we link then we ain’t f*cking linking, off the gas, you know i’m off my ass b*tch i ain’t even thinking
i would walk down on a n*gga up that pole make sure that he ain’t breathing b*tch i’m shiesty i be robbing n*ggas for no f*cking reason

i don’t put no trust in these n*ggas don’t f*ck with these n*ggas ‘cause i know these n*ggas is fu’
these n*ggas not really on sh*t and it’s r.i.p pr*ck, me and jelly ‘gon do this for you, these n*ggas be trying they hardest but i can just hop in the stu’ and just do what i do, i really be going r*t*rded and no i don’t need me a reason to up it and shoot

[chorus:] i like ratchet b*tches, b*tches that’s gon’ eat the d*ck, like s*xyy red
n*ggas be talking crazy ‘til them hollow tips come hit his head, go get some bread, i cannot beef with broke n*ggas that sh*t is dead
last n*ggas i was beefing with they ain’t even have no f*cking bed (on god)
p*ssy n*gga go get some money, posting money all on the net but in real life you n*ggas bummy
thick b*tch all up on my d*ck so i put d*ck all in her tummy, i know that these n*ggas sick ‘cause i got rich from being funny (oh brother)
(b*tch, aye, 10k 10k 10k 10k 10k)

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