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left my marc - cash kidd lyrics

[intro]
(d*mn, machu, why’d you have to do ’em like that?)

[verse 1]
i f*cked your b*tch after the bar, ayy
i guess you found out and it broke your heart, ayy
woke up no socks, b*tch had my d*ck so hard, ayy
but right now, i don’t care about that part, ayy
i hung the pistol out the car, ayy
after i saw you layin’ next to her, yeah
i didn’t want to, but i took my turn
i’m glad i did it, ’cause you had to learn, ayy
i must admit, it helped a little bit
to think of how you felt when you got hit, ayy
i didn’t know this b*tch had that much strength, ayy
but i’m glad you see what happens when
you see you can’t just play with people’s feelings
tell ’em it’s up there and don’t mean it
you’d probably say that it was juvenile
but i think that i deserve to smile (p*ssy*ass n*gga, ayy)
you know i did it, ’cause i left my mark, hey
wrote your initials on these hollows
and then we drove off into the dark

[verse 2]
look, this ain’t high school, ain’t no text buddies, b*tch
only talkin’ if you got a check for me, b*tch
she brought me 40k, i cut her off, i said fifty, b*tch
gettin’ money with my money, not with magician tricks, huh
i just think my b*tch can out*trap any b*tch, huh
been ballin’ all over the web like i’m chris, huh
been ballin’, brodie like shaq, he got bricks
ball down some big b’s and took ’em back, he a crip, huh
i’m just havin’ fun, n*ggas tryin’ too hard
tryna be like me, d*ck ridin’ too hard
big*headed like an octopus, got a few arms
tryna shoot and defeat like i do foot p*rn
everybody eat, b*tch, the whole crew scorin’
nascar, i got paid just to do u*turns
dm full of b*tches tryna have my new born
so many chicks sayin’ hey, i could make a new farm
b*tch, i could make a new p*rn
boy, that b*tch only ’round ’cause of what you do for her
i can hear that bag talkin’, i feel like the new dora
police said i’m jaywalking, b*tch, how? my shoes foreign
i’ll fingerf*ck the ratchet like black is the new orange
ayy, orange is the new black
n*ggas hate me ’cause they can’t f*ck with me, true facts, n*gga

- cash kidd lyrics

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