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war - ann marie lyrics

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chorus:
see this the real sh*t, sh*t that make you feel sh*t
who beefin over lil sh*t, got n*ggas that’ll drop sh*t, pop sh*t
we ain’t with the talk my n*ggas ready to score
i ain’t sparin no b*tch, b*tch i’m ready for war

see this the real sh*t, sh*t that make you feel sh*t
who beefin over lil sh*t, got n*ggas that’ll drop sh*t, pop sh*t
we ain’t with the talk my n*ggas ready to score
i ain’t sparin no b*tch, b*tch i’m ready for war

verse 1:
you ain’t relevant enough for me to diss you
your n*gga ate my p*ssy with the same lips he kissed you
i see you staring b*tch, let me know if it’s an issue
call my rappie up, guarantee she come and get you

see if i let him f*ck, you no longer be his b*tch boo
but if i’m off that henny ain’t no telling what i’ll do
top all gucci, at the bottom jimmy choo
he want a real b*tch, so i’m the person that he choose lil sis

chorus:
see this the real sh*t, sh*t that make you feel sh*t
who beefin over lil sh*t, got n*ggas that’ll drop sh*t, pop sh*t
we ain’t with the talk my n*ggas ready to score
i ain’t sparin no b*tch, b*tch i’m ready for war

see this the real sh*t, sh*t that make you feel sh*t
who beefin over lil sh*t, got n*ggas that’ll drop sh*t, pop sh*t
we ain’t with the talk my n*ggas ready to score
i ain’t sparin no b*tch, b*tch i’m ready for war

verse 2:
see my pockets real fat like nicki ass and sh*t
ain’t got to f*ck for attention, i’m a classy b*tch
we ain’t chasin no n*ggas, chasin bags and sh*t
paint my rari the color purple f*ck that average sh*t

all my b*tches from south side on that savage sh*t
shoes be yo rent that’s that lavish sh*t
he call my phone 10:30 in the morning
i ask him was we hungry
if you ain’t tryna eat it why you call

sh*t be blowing me and now he in his feelings and sh*t
wanna cut him off but he be k!llin sum sh*t
i like them street n*ggas that be dealin and sh*t
all this sh*t that i state facts, know you feeling this sh*t

chorus:
see this the real sh*t, sh*t that make you feel sh*t
who beefin over lil sh*t, got n*ggas that’ll drop sh*t, pop sh*t
we ain’t with the talk my n*ggas ready to score
i ain’t sparin no b*tch, b*tch i’m ready for war

see this the real sh*t, sh*t that make you feel sh*t
who beefin over lil sh*t, got n*ggas that’ll drop sh*t, pop sh*t
we ain’t with the talk my n*ggas ready to score
i ain’t sparin no b*tch, b*tch i’m ready for war

verse 3:
i got my own bread, own car, own crib
only thing i need a n*gga for is for the d*ck
i remember them days when a b*tch ain’t have sh*t
now all these b*tches wanna be me and the n*ggas want to hit

but that’s a no b*tch, keep my legs closed b*tch
i ain’t with that hoe sh*t, i’m about my dough b*tch
ain’t talkin marijuana when i say my n*gga smoke sh*t
wanna beef about a n*gga, where your money at broke b*tch
myyy p*ssy leaky like a faucet, had to take a break
got em thinkin that i lost it

- ann marie lyrics

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