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eat - sad frosty lyrics

[intro]
ayy! what?
all you thots must go, b-tch!
oh god, oh god
oh this really hurts
this really friggin hurts
mike g can’t do this to her man!

[verse]
been money since like, 18
your main b-tch wanna date me
and she f-ck like like a champ
that money you flexin’ is just to avenge
[?]
pull up tighty whitey
your b-tch wanna eat
she gargle my c-m, i lick on her feet
[?]that b-tch gotta leave
that b-tch is a guzzler, i pull out a weed
exterminated a whole lotta’ thots
my chain is so fake, but my wrist full of rock
that b-tch a bartender, get d-ck on the clock
i f-ck on that b-tch, condom on my sock
i run to them bands, money so long
can’t fit in my pants
drink out the lime water, don’t f-ck with the xans
she chew your mans
yuh, yuh, yeah

[chorus]
all these hoes wanna date me
i did a minute, bout’ a, d
she wanna f-ck hoe, maybe
b-tch i’m sad frosty you ain’t, me
yuh, ayy

[outro]
b-tch you ain’t me, b-tch you ain’t me!
i’m tryna’ eat, i’m tryna’ eat, i’m tryna’ eat!
yuh, yuh!

- sad frosty lyrics

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