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de Cakes da Killa

You don't wanna get popped for no reason
A bitch like me I tip down every season
Fags on the scene that you bland, no season
See a cunt, but the cunt easy like a tweezin
When I see this bitch I can't help but start skeezing
Step out on the scene bitches pale like they bleaching
Me and my crew I come through gully creeping
In my goodie goodies stay soaked no leaking
What you gonna do when a bad bitch come through
Plus two when my other bitches bad too
Try who nigga please we float
And it's no joke and I keep these lame niggas open like
I'm feeling it, Leyomi for the girls
Chinchilla for my niggas cuz we down with the swirl
Shit come tight like a clam with a pearl
And I ain't gonna stop till I'm all around the world
See I only fuck with them snow bunnies
Who cop pills with that old money
Asses fat with no tummy
My bitches bad, no joke dummy

From the head, shoulder, turn it out
Hip shoulder, turn it out
Head shoulder, turn it out
Stop, take a bump to the nose

Ooh, why you do me - why you do me like that?
Stop playing with it - playing with it
Ooh, why you - why you do me like that?
Stop playing with it - playing with it
Ooh, why you - why you do me like that?
Stop playing with it - playing with it
Ah! Why you - why you do me like that?
Stop playing with it - playing with it

Nick nick boom till the tick tick tick
While I pick it up slow on a dick dick dick
Watch me dip it back take a flick flick flick
If you wanna flirt that nice yeah hit it real quick

Stop playing with it, ah
Stop playing with it, ah
Stop playing with it, ah
Stop playing with it

"And those two bitches that left, they better learn to sell pussy in iceland
Because if I ever see them again I'mma cut their fucking throats!"

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