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break a neck - slurpnation lyrics

i just wanna dance all night (dance all night)
dance all night
i just wanna dance all night
i just wanna, i just wanna* (dance all night)
i just wanna dance all night (dance all night)
dance all night (dance all night)
dance, dance all*all*all night

b*tch, get f*cked, ’cause you ass, and you p*ss’
how you b*tches got signed and you don’t got push?
like, please, everything i do is for a fee
i’ll shake a b*tch down for a purse and a weave

i’ll shake a b*tch down for a bmi
who writes your sh*t, b*tch? just me and i
why you b*tches act scary and dark? it’s just dumb
you would pop a d*mn tit tryna shoot off a gun

pull up to your addy, hop out of the caddy
i’m up on my bully and today i’m aggy
i f*ck on your daddy, i do this sh*t gladly
’cause he wanna hang like his f*cking pants saggy
but he gotta come with them bands
b*tch so flat that a b*tch can’t land
if it ain’t the money then what is you saying?
b*tch catch both hands like i’m praying, wait yeah
momma say, this p*ssy thicker than pepper steak
put it on his face like pepper spray
i even tell him no only yesterday
never catching me lagging b*tch, i’m outchea and i’m ready hoe
put a spell on a b*tch like i’m whipping up some spaghetti*os
pass that up, i’ma cash that buck
if my grass stay cut, won’t last off luck
no cast but i cut n*ggas fast as f*ck
i been a g, no wagon or truck
i put a n*gga on a shirt and i ain’t talking ’bout no merch drop
this p*ssy worth a lot of bread, so we gon’ call this bird box
that b*tch slower than a turtle, ay
tell her to rap like a girdle, ay
he claiming me i’ma hurt him, ay
that ain’t my baby, i’m fertile, ay
n*ggas showing they true colors, my true colors stay purple
’cause they need to see that i’m royalty, put the glasses on steve urkel
yeah, i finger myself on the stage, it wasn’t underage, they lied
i wonder when a bunch of college kids screaming “f*ck me” turned five
the media stay flipping sh*t like i went home and i cried
b*tch this my body i’ll f*ck around and finger myself on live

break a sweat, i can make you break your neck
i can make you break your neck
i can make you break a sweat
bre*break a sweat, bre*break a sweat
i can make you break your neck
i can make you break your neck
i can make you break a sweat, bre*break a sweat

and you ain’t sl!ck, b*tch, you ain’t sh*t
i seen you rise and fall, b*tch, you ate sh*t
chopped cheese, you done, you got eight*six’d
when you b*tches speak my name, i know you taste it
and about that album, b*tch, stop it
that sh*t corny like tees at hot topic
i’ma make you bimbo, hoes go back gothic
let me know how many streams until you profit, p*ssy
i hate a easy b*tch, a needy b*tch, a let me smoke your weedy b*tch
a guy come she leave me b*tch, touch me after sneezing b*tch
i’on owe no n*gga sh*t, i’on give a f*ck if you feed me b*tch
eat this p*ssy in return, now we both fed, act greedy b*tch
i can’t even see ya, like my wig cut like sia
got more dough, pizzeria, when you looked on my visa
b*tch slow gotta speed up, no i don’t need much
flight attendant bring me food, i said, “what are these, ” she said “these nuts”

i laughed then i had to mumble, all these b*tches need to be humble
these hoes get a couple of bundles then they really think they rapunzel
i can’t never let the bag crumble, jordyn woods let the bag fumble
yeah, you drop music, but it’s weak as f*ck, so pick it up that’s a stumble
and i put that up on gang, i might f*ck around, go insane
shootin’ in your crib like tyler perry turned a happy home into a house of payne
and there ain’t no b*tch in my lane, i can always spare change
devil tryna break me but it never work like mcdonalds’ ice cream machine

p*ssy, p*ssy, p*ssy

- slurpnation lyrics

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