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all these bitches (sematary edit) - sematary lyrics

[intro: chief keef]
i got hard d*ck for all these b*tches
i get all their numbers, i don’t call these b*tches
no patience for relations, kiss my ‘rari b*tches
n*ggas don’t know us, we never saw these n*ggas (yah) (cartoon network, n*gga)

[verse 1: gucci mane]
go*got v12 sittin’ on rims and i parked the bull back in my benz (guwop)
got a fn with a seatbelt strapped on it ’cause it’s my friend
breaking bricks down in my den, i got bills stacked to my chin (huh?)
diamond jeans cost an m&m, why? so bright cut off a limb (burr)
look at me then look at him
hard top bentley, bentley rims (hard)
f*cked two sisters, wet the crib
in a drop top dunk, i broke thе rims (d*mn)
back to back b*tch, call them twins
got a hard top x and a drop top m
call me icebеrg slim, can’t f*ck with him
2k on weed, h*ll, that’s a deal (wet)
5k on lean, i’m leanin’ now
drunk two whole pints, i’m dreaming now
your girlfriends a s*m*n demon
big guwop she screaming out (guwop)
drop top ‘rari showing cleavage, i’m on cleveland, call it bleveland (bleveland)
knocked your b*tch, don’t need no reason
take my b*tch then call it even (it’s gucci)
[chorus: chief keef]
i got hard d*ck for all these b*tches (bah, bah)
i get all their numbers, i don’t call these b*tches (huh?)
no patience for relations, kiss my ‘rari b*tches (skrrt)
n*ggas don’t know us, we never saw these n*ggas (ketchup)
you can hold this 30 out this 40 n*gga (bow)
you die, you hit forgis, that’s on shawty, n*gga (haha)
we don’t trust these b*tches or these n*ggas (nah)
got the big face rollies 40 pointers, n*gga (cartoon network, n*gga)

[verse 2: oj da juiceman]
n*gga tried to knock me off
but these n*ggas extra soft (woo)
how the h*ll you just start robbing? come and try and test a boss (yessir)
played the hand that i was dealt
40 make you patty melt
i don’t send no n*ggas, dawg, i do that sh*t by myself (yessir)
co*defendant that’s a no (no)
can’t have that sh*t fly in court (court)
one thing about young juice, my n*ggas spot a p*ssy like a scope (p*ssy)
since you p*ssy, i’ma send these hollow tips down your throat
k!ller*k!ller, murder*murder, flip that n*gga like a burger
i don’t shoot for legs so you know ain’t no ‘tempted murder (no sir) (woooooah)
and young juiceman stay with fire (fye)
make me put you on a burner
smoke you like a cancer stick (woooooah)
make your mom them a loner
talking all that tough talk but your ass know you baloney (huh?) (woooooah)
wanna go to war? man you got me talking like i’m tony (woooooah)
[chorus: chief keef]
i got hard d*ck for all these b*tches (bah, bah)
i get all their numbers, i don’t call these b*tches (huh?) (woooooah)
no patience for relations, kiss my ‘rari b*tches (skrrt) (woooooah)
n*ggas don’t know us, we never saw these n*ggas (ketchup) (woooooah)
you can hold this 30 out this 40 n*gga (bow) (i am in denial, and i am depressed
you die, you hit forgis, that’s on shawty, n*gga (haha)
we don’t trust these b*tches or these n*ggas (nah) (i will try to bargain with you, then share my anger with you)
got the big face rollies 40 pointers, n*gga (cartoon, network)

- sematary lyrics

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