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fucking bitch - frankae mg lyrics

it’s me let’s have a real talk
b*tch who do you think you are
i’m so really dump tight
the fact that i never hurt you back
it’s sad that i have to rap this track
wanted the best for you
allways loving you
couldn’t believe your cr*p
so listen carefully wreck
you want f*ck with me
you told i’m sick
i want suck all d*cks deadass
i’m the fat oak time goes by
no matter what ever you try
i’m the rock sis i don’t cry
i’m so rich peace of sh*t
trinking cristal on the beach

blaming me of doing wrong
i got fat jeans on
ex friend that’sthe key
diamonds on me
i’m the party i’m on stage
making name trinking champagne
f*cking mе never hurt
put your n*gga on his place
pimplе face ghetto birt
revange isn’t far b*tch
i’m frankae mg
you want judge me you will pay
i’m so wavy on my whip
eating tasty golden dip
sick up to your roots
i’m shopping high class shoes
f*cking you it’s time
people aren’t blind
touch my hot expensive ass
fake friend in disguise
repeat the cr*p behind my back
i got botox you got fat
i’m too cool and kind
perferct state of mind
fat ass b*tch cross the bridge
piece of sh*t
i’m the best sis
i’m on a mission
i’m the queen of visions

you keep calling me a hoe
listen to the flow
f*cking your n*gga you make me sick
you’re stupid witchy b*tch
i don’t need witty d*cks
believing in your tricks
i don’t need wild big bros
i’m an expensive rose
the only man i adore
the prince behind the golden door
b*tch you hot it
thought you learn your lesson
get away from your obsession
work in your depression
million times better than you
loosing my friendship are you do
there is only one of mine
open a bottle of wine
keep your big lies running
i’m the b*tch who is stunning
you’re out of my mind
believe me it is signed
breaking the rules
f*cking your friends
your jelousy never ends
empty brain jackel and hide
get the psycho train
go ahead with no return
i’m so done with you
l!ck the bells tiny kind
theres a whole
straightup i don’t give a f*ck
never been a b*tch like you
put my anger in the pocket
put your lies in the closet
my scripts aren’t hits
mow the price f*cking b*tch

so now what
word up i give a f*ck
my bad i loved you to death
word to my mother
i m done with you

- frankae mg lyrics

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