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all facts - nine vicious lyrics

[intro]
(tumblr music)
(taha, n*ggas crazy) all facts
(i’m with yo*young, i’m with young ahmad in this b*tch man)
slatt
(say what? what?)

[chorus]
you know i love you, i give you my heart (say what?)
you know i trust you, i give you my heart (say what? what?)
i let you have my kids, you’s a bad b*tch (what? what?)
n*gga, f*ck them pigs (let’s go), i don’t f*ck with pigs (let’s go, let’s go, grah, bleh, grah, bleh)

[verse 1]
yeah, my life so crazy
i was at the clinic
tryna get an abortion
d*mn, i’m mad i did it (d*mn, i’m mad i did it)
d*mn, i’m mad i did it (d*mn, i’m mad i did it)
i don’t know where them riches, that’s why i had the biddie
hah, that’s why i had the biddie
but i love my future kid, i put in my music (what? what? say what?)
i’m just thinkin’ about bein’ rich, i ain’t never snoozin’ (say what?)
i’m just thinkin’ about bein’ rich (what?), i ain’t never losin’ (i ain’t ever losin’)
i ain’t no loser, but these b*tches groupies
she so thick, she tryna give me that booty (say what? what? okay)
she throw it back, she tryna give me that coochie (coochie)
come and bag me, i like makin’ movies
[chorus]
you know i love you, i give you my heart (say what?)
you know i trust you, i give you my heart (say what? what?)
i let you have my kids, you’s a bad b*tch (what? what?)
n*gga, f*ck them pigs (let’s go), i don’t f*ck with pigs (let’s go, let’s go)

[verse 2]
you think i’m g*y? i just love my ho
huh, you think i’m g*y? i’m just bad ho (i’m just bad)
yeah, i f*cked his b*tch, now he a mad ho (he a mad ho)
but that b*tch ahh n*gga ain’t sh*t, b*tch, i pop tags, ho (b*tch)
you can see my shoes, you they jeremy scotts
4.0 sh*t (four point what?), can’t cuff no broke b*tch (what?)
n*ggas jokes b*tch (n*ggas jokes)
you ain’t talm’ ’bout none, i’ll give your ho some strokes, b*tch
i’m a real rockstar, you see these tats (taha, n*ggas crazy, i’m with yo*young)
i’m a real rockstar, don’t you want me back? (i’m with young ahmad in this b*tch man)
all me exes want me they like “nine, you on that”
she know that i stay on that
i don’t even like to speak on wax
i got hoes tryna throw me, yeah (h*ll yeah)
i got racks on me, yeah*yeah, yeah
n*ggas hoes, n*ggas weird (say what?)
i got racks in my bank, i pop them tags

- nine vicious lyrics

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