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the truth - rubi rose lyrics

[verse 1]
checkmate through the hunnids i’m [?]
hеr b*tches is scared i’m coming
show a lil b*tch how to get old, old money
i ran it up as a youngin’
i cut him off he trippin’
f*ck it been his bidness
this n*gga mad cause he spendin’ his money on me now i ain’t let him hit it
he off the wall he p*ssed
they ask all the time how you got these n*ggas i tell em it’s all in the wrist
put this ass on him make him drown one time ’til he can’t resist
stay ten toes i’ma stand on my words and paint my picture
let it get past 12 he out alone that ain’t my n*gga

[chorus]
uh, when i’m f*cking you look at my eyes and just tell me the truth
when i’m calling you pick up your line n*gga what is you doing
you telling me you with your homies but what is you doing
had to put a n*gga in check he actin’ stupid
boy don’t you tell me them lies
probably f*cking that hoe on the side
i got eyes if you were at my b*tches to party they tell me they see you outside
thought a bum bum b*tch said something
when i’m ready i say when to leave he throw me the keys and tell me to drive
[verse 2]
uh, go ahead put the n*gga in a headache
put the wap on a n*gga he say he streaming well f*ck it let’s make this a s*x tape
you seem guzzled by the accent
f*ck me good ’til my legs shake
i feel like a lease i brought her the boys of the yard to make that milkshake
creampies favorite
bum ass d*ck had to save it for later
i’m done with doing them favors
pretty ass b*tch can’t get contagious
i’m in la with the lakers
visit that n*gga but i kept it in vegas
we keep that sh*t on the hush
shouldn’t be doing this sh*t with a trust

- rubi rose lyrics

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