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[barry g.]
god i really hate that b-tch
been past time to make a switch
i’m just tryna sell some whips
and grab up on some other hips
when i hit it i’m gone dip
roll straight back to the dealership
no off the top yea this a script
brady will edit yea he gone snip
puttin deckard on the record
he gone wreck it
dontchu check it
disrespect it
b-tch you fake just like some nesquick
stole your hoe and got the neck quick
now i’m looking for my next chick
next chick
yahh

[hook – brady]
god i really hate that b-tch
why the f-ck i date that b-tch
i’m just tryina make it big
she always tryina say some sh-t
god i really hate that b-tch
why the f-ck i date that b-tch
i’m just tryina make it big
i knew i shoulda played that b-tch

[zachy d.]
god i really hate that b-tch
why she always talking sh-t
caught her taking naked pics
she was shaking cake and t-ts
showing cl-t, throwing fits
claiming this is it, talking sh-t
(barry g: the hoes snappin’ me.)
why the side kick flipping off the hip
brady phoning zips
barry loaning whips
now we owning hits
this legit
(brady: ay f-ck that b-tch for real tho cuz!)
and we smoking zips
rolled up in the spliff
twist it with the wrist
flick the bic
lets get lit
i gotta find the right spot
now she choking on my dong
in her favorite yellow thong
this a coach-lla song
i just want the bomb
from your mom
ooops false alarm
got your next chick in my arms

[hook – brady]
god i really hate that b-tch
why the f-ck i date that b-tch
i’m just tryina make it big
she always tryina say some sh-t
god i really hate that b-tch
why the f-ck i date that b-tch
i’m just tryina make it big
i knew i shoulda played that b-tch

[brady]
that’s no disrespect
i had to cut the bullsh-t
so i could cut the check
at least i got that neck
f-cked that b-tch for two years
then cut her off my d-ck
too bad that she ain’t thick
she used to want my kid
now she says that i’m a pr-ck
i bet she think shes slick
get under him to get over me
the thought just makes me sick
f-ck that b-tch: we were toxic
now i’m cleaning out my closet
got me drippin like a faucet
as i’m making my deposits
hit the post: i’m like austin
hittin notes and long hair flossin
always smoking on obnoxious
my next chick gone be a goddess
f-ck that modest b-tch

[hook – brady]
god i really hate that b-tch
why the f-ck i date that b-tch
i’m just tryina make it big
she always tryina say some sh-t
god i really hate that b-tch
why the f-ck i date that b-tch
i’m just tryina make it big
i knew i shoulda played that b-tch

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