she in love with the country - lil barrett .50 cal magazine lyrics
[intro]
we over these n*ggas man
[chorus]
my b*tch she in love with the country, she in love with the house (house)
my b*tch she in love with the country, she in love with the house (yuh)
my b*tch she in love with the country, she in love with the house (uhh)
my b*tch she in love with the country, she in love with the house (house)
[verse: 1]
i f*cked that b*tch in my srt (f*cked that b*tch)
she suck my d*ck and she use her t**th (her t**th)
she suck my d*ck and shе use her t**th (her t**th)
shе a naughty ho, she biting on my d*ck (uhh)
f*cked that b*tch, and i f*cked her sister (on god)
walked past your b*tch, she like “who that mister?” (on god)
sb country kings, yeah, we heavy hitters (on king)
sb country kings, yeah, we f*cked y’all sisters (f*ck that b*tch)
driving past your block, got the switch and the glock (yeah)
b*tch i’m little barrett, and this n*gga never stops (h*ll nah)
all these opps on me, ’cause these n*ggas know i’m hot (g*y)
all these n*ggas on me, and they wanna ride this c*ck (f*ggots)
b*tch i’m the country house, trapping with my n*ggas (trap)
sb country kings, that’s the fam, they my n*ggas (n*ggas)
if you got a problem, that’s alright, try to k!ll us (don’t actually)
eating on your thot, and her p*ssy is nutritious (no it wasn’t)
f*ckin’ on these b*tches, getting money, i’m religious (uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh)
b*tch i’m like a virus, i’m malicious, and i’m vicious (uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh)
she slobberin’ on my d*ck, at the house it’s delicious (uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh)
she grabbin’ on my b*lls, and my d*ck, she ambidextrous (uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh)
[chorus]
my b*tch she in love with the country, she in love with the house (house)
my b*tch she in love with the country, she in love with the house (yuh)
my b*tch she in love with the country, she in love with the house (uhh)
my b*tch she in love with the country, she in love with the house (house)
[verse: 2]
i got communism money through my blood (yuh, yuh)
i got communism money through my blood (castro)
plan on run up on my block, i wish you would (p*ssy)
i got russia on my side, i’d blow you up (i wouldn’t)
always take the glocky, everywhere i go (okay)
got your b*tch, on a leash, she my ho (uhh)
i’m a freaky n*gga, f*ckin’ on a toast (oh yeah)
f*ck her once, then i pass it to the bros
[outro]
my b*tch she in love with the country, she in love with the house
my b*tch she in love with the country, she in love with the house
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