rape ur bitch this is not a joke - eddison lyrics
[eddison]
imma beat beat beat beat beat beat beat beat beat beat beat that b*tch
beat a n*gga b*tch
she gon’ eat my kids
imma pick him like a stone
rip off that sh*t
gonna rape my b*tch
[lil darkie]
imma rape my b*tch
imma rape my b*tch
imma rape my b*tch
imma rape my b*tch
i’m gon rape yo b*tch
imma rape my b*tch
imma rape my b*tch
imma rape my b*tch
imma rape my b*tch
imma rape my b*tch
imma rape my b*tch
imma rape my b*tch
imma rape my b*tch (uh, uh)
imma rape my b*tch
imma rape my b*tch
you gon rape yo b*tch
imma rape my b*tch
don’t rape no another person’s b*tch right now, b*tch
[verse: eddison & darkie]
only if he ask you
what if he smell like cat food?
n*gga, i got a cat, too
if he talking sh*t, we gon’ blast you
there’s a twig up my *n*s, now
if you hear me squeaking?
it might be these slides
we’re walking on the breeze, we glide
if he f*ck with my cheese, he gon’ die
well, i’m not my [?]
i’m in the trap selling pies
i’m on the crack, you see rise
i’m selling packs, they smelling nice
i got some pizza, do you want a slice?
and now her knees on the floor in the night
[?]
i go harder and i go hard
i got the molly, i got the bars
i got diamonds and expensive cars
get your racks, n*gga
don’t worry ’bout ours
you’re a b*tch
you’re a r*t*rd
your b*tch come back in ours
i beat the b*tch, i raped her hard
i took the cop off that n*gga car!
[verse 2: eddison]
i beat then b, now she seeing stars
and b*tch, i’m off marble bars
and she think it’s ‘huge’, my d*ck is large
and she’ll think she’ll never starve
i’m popping pills, i’m going hard
you hear that fire,the sound of alarm
i’m growing marijuana on a farm
the b*tch got pregnant, so i said “narr!”
ran her over with my lamborghini
oh, your [?] is on tv
im so rich, my pockets are cheesy
you think it’s hard, it isn’t so easy
i threw that b*tch up against the tv
i said “b*tch, please don’t leave me”
i miss that b*tch, cause he p*ssy creamy
i beat that b*tch over her man then see me
i’m abusive
i beat my b*tch, n*gga
you ain’t gon’ do sh*t
i need my b*tch to feel lookin’ stupid
my b*tch n*gga has some true sh*t
i’m smoking on dope, it smells putrid
my dog had b*lls, til he got nutrients
i asked for his money and i beat his ass if he refused it
oh, i’m in a chic*fil*a
and this b*tch from chic*fil*a was telling me i can’t get no chic*fil*a
and i was like “b*tch, give me my chic*fil*a”
she was just like “b*tch, ion got no chic*fil*a”
and i was like “at least let me get the chic*fil*a sauce”
and she was like “ion got no chic*fil*a sauce”
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