fuck, bitch, cunt, shit - gotti hamilton lyrics
[part i]
(intro)
f*ck
(hook)
f*ck. b*tch. c*nt. sh*t
(verse 1)
f*ck, b*tch, c*nt, sh*t
f*ck, b*tch, c*nt, sh*t
f*ck, b*tch, c*nt, sh*t
f*ck, b*tch, c*nt, sh*t
(hook)
f*ck. b*tch. come on c*nt. sh*t
(verse 2)
f*ck, b*tch, c*nt, sh*t
f*ck, b*tch, c*nt, sh*t
f*ck, b*tch, c*nt, sh*t
f*ck, b*tch, c*nt, sh*t
(outro)
f*ck
b*tch
c*nt
sh*t
f*ck
b*tch
c*nt
sh*t
f*ck. b*tch. c*nt. sh*t
f*ck, b*tch, c*nt, sh*t
[part ii]
(intro)
you gonna have to go to the store tho
you ain’t gonna play with no weirdos
uh , hey look everybody, kevin’s back
man f*ck that n*gga kevin, no one cares about him
(verse)
i’m tryna go to the store and get that b*tch to
i bout to get that sloppy toppy b*tch dude
ya, you don’t understand the vibes
i bout to go right outside
my n*ggas is here, we’re not staying inside
we’re gonna protest, either that to even write no
yea, my n*gga you gonna have to see me in that mother f*ckin lambo yea lambo
uh, i don’t give a sh*t about the rhyme
mother f*ckin n*ggas stop wasting my time
that lil b*tch tryna get my grind
i don’t give a f*ck about that lil rhyme
yea, that lil hud….hold up
that lil hold up
hold up
hold up
you little marshmallow marshmallow marshmallow marshmallow shape
mother f*ckin n*ggas tryna say that, i am great
i don’t like kids but i love cake
i’m a have to go shake n’ f*cking bake
me and mother f*ckin addison rae
in the bed, f*ck bryce hall, yay
bryce hall that cracker ass cracker
ain’t f*cking on my girl addison rae to, b*tch
(outro)
i will f*ck sansa stark, f*ck sansa stark
my n*gga, you better go to the black guy
f*ck them night crackers, f*ck them white crackers
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