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case closed - shehateskodoku lyrics

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chorus:
get out my way n*gga case closed
n yo b*tch leave wit me n*gga dey know
i might buss on ha face she a lame hoe
no i don’t know ha name she a jane doe
n b*tch im the sheriff im smokin dis woody
n*gga a b*tch heard his ass playin hooky
stay incognito b*tch i wear a hoodie
heard he a lame n*gga fighting for p*ssy
like n*gga keep talkin yo shii (uh huh)
i got a whole lotta bl!cks (uh huh)
say that you lovin that b*tch (uh huh)
why the f*ck she on my d*ck (uh huh)
n my n*ggas evil as sh*t insidious
drum rounds we like to play wit dem instruments
told her calm down dis b*tch got way more intimate
when she suck d*ck dat b*tch isnt the prettiest
verse:
i walk in yo spot wit a bеam on the bl!ck told em get down
told еm don’t move or dis muf*ckin bl!ck sound
he got a bhad b*tch muf*ckin tits out
she gon be leavin wit me n*gga don’t get it twisted
im f*ckin on multiple women
my n*ggas wit bl!ckies is gifted
we sending u right to the god that u prayin to n*gga
u think dat im soft you conveying you n*gga
if you wanna speak run a fade or two n*gga
can’t f*ck wit dat b*tch cause she playin u n*gga
its bad
lovin that b*tch while i run up a bag
kick shii wit my n*ggas we smokin on thrax
u brag about p*ssy dat everyone had
my d*ck down ha throat dat lil bih gonna gag
she call me daddy b*tch i ain’t yo dad
.40 on me when i walk in his pad
i got a drop on dis n*gga lets break in
i wear a white tee n*ggas start hatin
i got this b*tch on my d*ck n*gga face it
ain’t dis ur girl i think ur mistaken
money on me dese benjamin franklins
i use ya b*tch face juss like a playpin
when im done f*ckin i leave her legs shakin
x in my body my stomach keep aching
f*ck i think dat im toxic
she gon act up i got multiple options
dat b*tch ain’t shii n*gga watch how she walkin
get out my face b*tch im feelin nauseous
hoe ima player approach me wit caution
b*tch on my d*ck n*gga u couldn’t stop it
n*gga want smoke for sum p*ssy he watchin
bullets gon hitchu end up inna coffin
look me in my eyes im gon spazz like an enderman
get off the ground n*gga u gettin b*tched again
xd on me that muf*cka kickin it
walk in yo spot told that muf*cka gimmie it
bl!cky bl!cky gonna take yo affiliates
look at her stupid like b*tch are u serious
don’t even take off yo pants i ain’t feelin it
heard u a city girl b*tch sayin periodt
n*gga u know dat im after dem bucks
blacked out fazos you not us
still gettin guap b*tch i dont have enough
need nicotine gimmie cigs or a puff
f*ckin on shorty she likin it rough
bust on ha face treat that b*tch like a sl*t
takin ha soul n*gga ‘chrissy wake up’
shorty too bhad buh i still wouldn’t cuff
chorus:
get out my way n*gga case closed
n yo b*tch leave wit me n*gga dey know
i might buss on ha face she a lame hoe
no i don’t know ha name she a jane doe
n b*tch im the sheriff im smokin dis woody
n*gga a b*tch heard his ass playin hooky
stay incognito b*tch i wear a hoodie
heard he a lame n*gga fighting for p*ssy
like n*gga keep talkin yo shii (uh huh)
i got a whole lotta bl!cks (uh huh)
say that you lovin that b*tch (uh huh)
why the f*ck she on my d*ck (uh huh)
n my n*ggas evil as sh*t insidious
drum rounds we like to play wit dem instruments
told her calm down dis b*tch got way more intimate
when she suck d*ck dat b*tch isnt the prettiest

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