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#turkeyday - lxthnl lyrics

[verse 1: lxthnl]
fight that little b*tch and i’ll send that hoe backwards
i’m makin money, i’m carrying, so my back hurts
try to watch your back, ’cause i like to run b*tches to the outskirts
i guess what b*tch hurts, huh?
b*tches just gon suck d*ck, p*ssy i ain’t claim it
better not frame it or else you gon be on the pavement
slide up to this ho and this b*tch just going off the wall
y’all ain’t been doing sh*t and it’s better off so you don’t fall
p*ssy got one chance, but he don’t wanna mess with us
he scared that now we up, exclusive and comin’ up right out the dust
we steady makin’ moves, really wish that you could be with us
he itchin and he urging to switch up ’cause he now a f*ckin urchin
y’all ain’t еver gonna be on sh*t ans thats a fact hoe
i been scrеaming about the same sh*t its all hard tho
my throat be f*ckin’ hurtin’, all these hoes be so uncertian
i’ll end that case i’ll close them curtians
b*tches always talk but they never gonna pop
i f*cked this one hoe, drivin while she gimme top
p*ssies love to claim hits, always on that lame sh*t
never gonna see your b*tch again, ’cause i hit that

[verse 2: lxthnl]
b*tches gonna f*ck around, and f*ck around and find out
suckin on my d*ck for all that clout, you took the wrong route
y’all ain’t doin sh*t, i think i’m better off alone
and i swear to god if you come back i’ll turn this b*tch to a warzone
i been on that f*ck sh*t for as long as my mind can remember
i been f*ckin b*tches back to back every day since september
i been stayin up way too d*mn late now ima night member
i can’t stop the fact i get p*ssed so i might loose my temper
[verse 2: avzzy414]
hoe, uh he wan smoke, notta ghost competition
mackin’ on his hoes, he takin’ notes like composition, uh
nun these chicks are feelin’ ’em, drugs they wan i dealin em
takin’ all his b*tches, n*gga f*ck the recognition, yuh
to player, why i got so many haters
touchin’ on his women, but i’m never gonna date ’em like go home
to the crib that you came from, never really wanted you
just tried to see yu shake sum, livin’ like a villain
chillin’ inna f*ckin’ studio if you get suspicious
then you really finna have to go jumped him and his siblin
dis sh*t got me rlly layin low, school ’em, but don’t miss em
hit ’em with the f*ckin’ k i tote

[verse 2: lxthnl]
b*tch gon suck on my d*ck like it’s a pop tart
smokin’ all my weed, like hoe i did not fart
i drive a mazda 3, that sh*t basically a race car
i’m cutting off b*tches on b*tches ’cause none of them my wishes
i ain’t screaming like i normally do but b*tch i’m still hard
wiping y’all’s asses, assistance for a d*mn r*t*rd
b*tches be p*ssy, i start jackin when i see y’all (pause)
all of y’all are my opps i hate every single one of y’all
b*tches can’t think of lyrics that’s why they always mad in they songs
they always angry actin toughy but always withdrawal
i can’t stand this b*tch, yo’ where’s my adderall

- lxthnl lyrics

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