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fuck faces - liveraw gbt lyrics

[intro: ishaan]

for the love of the game n*gga
rit rit
for the love of the game n*gga
rit rit
for the love of the game n*gga
(start doing it for the love n*gga)

[verse 1: ishaan the rit god]

score like minnesota, my b*tch hot like a cup of folgers
you don’t ball boy yo rims smaller than baby strollers
i got that heat, she say her man a f*g just like chris bosh
she suck, like vacuum cleaners at the 2 dollar car wash
boy, you buy her versace i only bang her v*g*n*
baby got that bobcat, like charlotte, north carolina
she touch wood all day, like home depot workers
my whole tеam double cheese like fast food burgеrs
i f*cked hoes when i was broke with only 3 outfits
you buy her louis, but she worth a pair of reebok kicks
you just cash her, i just smash her cuz i’m smart like the kids at harvard
bought her kids meal, cuz she act like a kindergartener
you broke as a joke, boost like you ball like the rockets
it’s like she got you at gun point how you empty your pockets
i just call her aaliyah, her head is one in a million
my team like the twin towers, how we crashing the building
and you bought her louis vuitton, i wouldn’t buy that b*tch calvin klein
smashed when i was scr*pping just like plates after dinner time
when yo girl shake, it make a noise like a baby rattle
saving cheddar, b*tch i cover paper like scribble scrabble
met her on instagram and i f*cked on her mama bed
f*ck these hoes and stay on yo paper like pencil led
b*tches fast & furious, so rest in peace paul walker
you spend yo cash to stroll with a b*tch, you a dog walker

[hook: devin the dude]

you must be used to all the finer things
infatuated by what money brings
it seems to me you hoes will never change
so all that’s left is for us to exchange

[verse 2: detroit l*o]

now i can peep a b*tch game when she open her mouth
it don’t take too long to figure none of these b*tches out
man i just be finessing hoes, i giver her some tree to blow
i hit and then let her know, that i’m bouta let her go
hit it non stop with her leg on my shoulder
nails scratching, screaming louder than a motorola
now you catching feelings, play ya role is what i told ya
now you forced ya boy to act like i don’t know ya
but ya fine b*tch, i had to put ya ass in line b*tch
love when i hit it from behind b*tch
cuz detroit l*o on ya mind b*tch
cuz ya boy a super freak, i should get a s*x cape
when we f*ck it got you stuck, we can make a s*x tape
oh you gotta go to work? well i’m bouta make you late
but don’t be coming back asking me to take you on a date
naw, don’t hate a n*gga cuz i’m living on a budget
cuz you steak dinner fine, but you worth a 4 piece nugget
since i can’t give you the key, i’ll give you the d
and since he too busy girl, come hang with me
like my bro ishaan say, hoes is never satisfied
f*cked me cuz i’m cute, but her man got a better ride
living in a high rise, money bout to touch the sky
at the same time, my broke ass still up in her thighs
[hook: devin the dude]

you must be used to all the finer things
infatuated by what money brings
it seems to me you hoes will never change
so all that’s left is for us to exchange

- liveraw gbt lyrics

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