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p.t.b. (pussy the bitch) - the jokerr lyrics

[intro:]

warning: all names, nicknames, monikers, or pseudonyms referenced in this track do not refer to that of any actual individuals
any resemblance of the names of actual individuals to the names referenced in this track is unintentional
and entirely coincidental

[verse 1:]

so these b-tches trying to take us all back to 2012
i’mma give em what they want, i got the hat, mini-bells
plenty bars, plenty songs, plenty gats, plenty sh-lls
plenty plans, plenty back-up plans if any fail, plenty
motherf-ckers on my nuts just like the old days
lemme catch a b-tch in his civic, it’s gon’ be road rage
front hand, back hand, right, left, both ways
’bout to be the dr. seuss of giving n-ggas cold fades
everybody wanna rock with the top player
wait a couple years and then talk when i’m not there
acting like they got something against me all the sudden
when the last time i saw them, it was hand shakes and hugging
that’s that top tier b-tch sh-t you can’t seem to quit with
how ’bout you take my name out your mouth and see if my d-ck fit
speaking of which, i got a new name for yall
soon as you cowards get to yapping your jaws, i’mma call you…

[hook:]

p-ssy the b-tch
gets to talking when they mention your name, yo
p-ssy the b-tch
but he ain’t trying to say the sh-t to your face, no
p-ssy the b-tch
if i had me a dollar for every time these
motherf-ckers manufacture the drama, i’d be paid, yo!
p-ssy the b-tch

[chorus:]

y’all just mad cause i got what you want
you’re in the middle of the pack, not the top or the front
now the alpha dog’s back, you can hop on my nuts
cause i got – room – for – you – all!

[verse 2:]

now this that horrorcore boom bap sh-t n-ggas don’t hear
how ever you want it, i’mma bring it n-gga, no fear
you want me to chop? gimme the mic and i’m gonna rip it
tell me to quit and i’ll tell you to get the f-ck out of my motherf-cking business
people don’t even know what the f-ck happened but they get p-ssionate with the hyper links
they’re loving the drama, they keep it going every time i come up and they like to think-
that they’re getting up under my skin, and they are, but the problem with that is i like the beef
i’ll take it and turn the motherf-cker into a lullaby, put them all right to sleep
i got the beats knocking on the block and they’re dumb hot
two thirteens in the tundra, got the bumps locked
oh they say they’re coming by my crib, that’s a dumb plot
arizona boy, b-tch, i’m living in a gun shop
but it’s all talk with these wack b-tches
on the laptop non-stop like they cat fishing
they ain’t in the trap, n-ggas are just in the chat cl!cking
i’ll give em a smack instantly turning them back into…

[hook:]

[chorus:]

[bridge:]

here comes the screenshots, here comes the voice clips
here comes the grown men all on they boys’ d-cks
here comes the bullsh-t, here comes the rumors
think what you want, p-ssy, cause i’mma keep it moving
here comes the diss tracks, here comes the b-tt-hurt
fat motherf-ckers in they rooms in the suburbs
here comes the jokerr, trail of destruction
oh well, here we go again, motherf-ckers

[verse 3:]

okay, i’m finally realising that my fan base stagnated
took too long to drop and motherf-ckers got a tad jaded
and now it’s “why’d you turna gainst me” on a vast scale
day one’s flipping on me trying to see me crash, fail
and then the dam breaks, everybody wants a piece
coming out the woods at ya boi with their f-cking beefs
acting like i did something to them cause i grew a bit
stuck up in their hometowns still not doing sh-t
and i’m the bad guy now cause i made moves
y’all couldn’t last a f-cking day up in j’s shoes
comfy -ss living at your mom’s with your days jobs
trying to judge me? n-gga, f-ck y’all g-y wads
you can gather up your sh-t and go the h-ll home
get the f-ck up out and don’t let the door hit your tailbones
i’mma keep k!lling it till i’m well past well-known
’bout to smash through the gl-ss ceiling like a hail stone

[bridge:] (x2)

y’all are just mad
cause you don’t have what i have
y’all n-ggas g-y
and you won’t do sh-t anyway

[hook:]

[chorus:] (x4)

- the jokerr lyrics

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