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dummy - kill stacy lyrics

testing me im sending shots at intestines
clip like yo ex watch it hit up your best friend
shots at you too if you if you ain’t learn yo lesson
sh*t deeper than rap really shoot like we stephen
feds ain’t got sh*t on da boy thats a blessing
ain’t got no charges i shoulda had 7
we hit a opp in the vip section best watch how you talk they ain’t check us for weapons
regular 6 but extended 11
my clip finna pick em up send em to heaven
empty his pockets and take what he selling
even 12 know we smoking on opps yeah we sh*llin
put you in a box if we find out you tellin
dumb n*gga huh?
what you gone say now?
got a b*tch who fight b*tches h*ll nah she dont play round
swing on these hoes like a mf playground
she eat yo shawty like lil shawty take out
i got too much i dont know what to take out
100s and 50s all over my plate now
i ain’t have sh*t but i found me a way out
i cannot even f*ck round wit these n*ggas
these n*ggas too goofy i clown on these n*ggas
i got a 45 with a beam in the center
walk down on yo set and dismember yo members
fa!
headshot he can’t remember
hit him in june he woke up in november
gang really crazy try me you get injured
im the king of this sh*t every room that i enter
b*tch wanna f*ck i say no take the picture
get the fucc out my face b*tch im cold as the winter
walk in yo crib and im choking yo baby
she said umm hold up what?
b*tch i meant walkin in choking you baby
d*ck hittin ribs while im stroking you baby
i know she in love wit the d*ck she said maybe
when i hit from the side got her screaming out stacy
drive that b*tch crazy like stacy ms. daisy
she pay me on the muhf*ckin daily
she tryna suck it she bite it no rabies
she eating d*ck in her mamas mercedes she nasty
pass that b*tch off give a f*ck if she classy
i got her squirtin she cum to the back seat
can’t feel her legs drake in degrassi
came for the head ended up smashin
that n*gga dead we pulled up and we thrashed him
robbin the plug if we find out he taxin
n*ggas be askin how did i make so much off of the back end
n*gga thats it
walk in wit gang and we taking yo sh*t
take the pack like its ____ we flippin that b*tch
boy if you gang you know who it is
i ain’t saying no names i ain’t cloutin no b*tch
but a b*tch wanna step up im clownin that b*tch
if her mans wanna fight then he catching the stick
how the f*ck is you gang and you ain’t even crip?
talked to ogs they dont know who you is
i ain’t set trippin straight poppin yo lid
said he shot back boy thats not what you did
he said yall shoulda k!lled me but if thats what we wanted to do then yo ass would be dead
know that he green i turn him red
him and his girl both dead like zedd
say what i mean and i meant what i said
press me bout a b*tch and that shotty gone spread

- kill stacy lyrics

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