Therapeutic
Billyboy Fitch
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Yo Oi Woah Woah Eyey Yo Woah Woah Oi Woah Woah Look If I get a grip, I'm a f*ck it up F*ck on that bitch, she a dutty slut She be hoping I stay til the sun is up But I dip out as soon as bust a nut I be out in TH with a couple tugs And I got the cake, ima cut it up I be pouring up lean in a double cup Got me deep in a slump, I ain't coming up Sippin on meds, I'm booted Just got a Z and blew it She give me head, I lose it This shit is therapeutic Smoking on hella doobies Grip on her hair and boobies Look at the bed, it's moving Cause yeh man, I fucked on ya bitch, shit But I was dared to do it So we gotta share the booty We gotta share that lil bitch If you think that I'm going in after then you're off ya tits I just pop round through the day when I know you're away Cause she said ya work seven til six Sexy lil bitch, non of these dossers ain't telling my shit Just got a text from lil bro and he told me we down on the dough Are you taking the piss? F*ck it tho, I can't complain at that I flip a pack and I make it back See I ain't the type to be saying jack I just pull up outside where ya staying at With a couple of mates and blade and bat Cause I heard all ya songs about blazing straps But we all know ya faking so save it lads Never thought I'd be great, now my haters clap Sipping on meds, I'm booted Just got a Z and blew it She give me head, I lose it This shit is therapeutic Smoking on hella doobies Grip on her hair and boobies Look at the bed, it's moving Cause yeh man, I fucked on ya bitch, shit But I was dared to do it So we gotta share the booty We gotta share the slut She a lil keen, she a fiend for the fairy dust I got a clique full of scary thugs, You man ain't scaring us Think he's the man but he ain't got a pair of nuts You lot hilarious, everything that you say non' but a paradox Talking that shit so I'm airing yas, he ain't no danger mush He ain't got shit ya boy, stop comparing us You don't wanna see a man lose it Came up from nothing, the scruffy lil school kid Grew up round savages, most em ruthless If you been chatting shit, then ima prove it Come and abuse shit, left in a new whip I got few shit, I'm feeling booster I'm with the crew and we working on music Hop in the booth and I'm Sipping on meds, I'm booted Just got a Z and blew it She give me head, I lose it This shit is therapeutic Smoking on hella doobies Grip on her hair and boobies Look at the bed, it's moving Cause yeh man, I fucked on ya bitch, shit But I was dared to do it So we gotta share the booty We gotta share the boot This shit is therapeutic Grip on her hair and boobies This shit is therapeutic
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