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pussete - tata & jenn carter lyrics

[intro: tata]
b*tch
huh, every opp shot, everything dead, huh
41 shots to the head, b*tch
41 shots to the head, grrah

[verse 1: tata]
star b with the g, don’t miss
like, everyone suck my d*ck
like, preme, dump that sh*t
no, i won’t send the addy, can’t trust that b*tch
like, i throw up the four and the dub, that’s a fact
b*tch fire, her p*ssy is wack
why she keep dissing? that b*tch is a bum
like, i make jenny hit her with the strap
b*tch, and i keep the glock*ete
like, she tryna swing the p*ss*ete
and i’m all in her p*ssy, doot*ete
when i back out this knocker, he better run*ete
b*tch, and i keep the glock*ete
like, she tryna swing the p*ss*ete
and i’m all in her p*ssy, doot*ete
when i back out this knocker, he better run*ete

[verse 2: jenn carter]
sv, know that he too clutch
move back, i got my ruger
that b*tch a dummy, go hop in the uber
stupid b*tches be f*cking my mood up
like, i told tata he can’t leave a trace
’cause bullets be spraying like mace
hollows gon’ hit ’em and make ’em erase
like, and the beam on his face like a lace
grah, and i keep a berre*te
i got all the dootetes
walk in the party, i’m starting a frenzy
i got a baddie, this b*tch a brunette
keep my knocker i cannot misplace it
d’s on my body, we go on a race
it’s a g in the v, we don’t stop for the jakes, b*tch, grrah
we don’t stop for the jakes, b*tch

- tata jenn carter lyrics

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