Mitus Touch
Brodyvasseur
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That new Rihanna in the front Bitches in the back they don't like me though (Why?) I can't tell you 'bout stupid hoes (Why?) I bet she don't act stupid though 'Cause I cut a bitch I f*ck a bitch, go and find another bitch And I never trust a bitch You done touched a n***a 30 times On some baby mother shit Talkin' bout you celibate But you still suckin' dick This that half a brick, quarter brick Aye, come and place your order bitch More of that gutter shit 'Cause that new Rihanna in the front Bitches in the back, she don't like me though (Why?) I don't know, she might be broke (Why?) Why? I can tell you bout stupid hoes (Why) Why? I bet she don't act stupid though She know that I have sex with 'em If you tryin' get lit then go ahead light it ho What you bitches fightin' for? Nah, I can't even that's why you can't sit with us You need to just sit your ass down I heard you fucked that n***a well I fucked that n***a too And they probably didn't tell you that's what suckers n***as do And if he had a chance with me he would have never fucked with you 'Cause that new Rihanna in the front (Woo) Bitches in the back, they don't like me though (Why?) Someone's 'bout to let wifey know (Why?) Thirsty hoes is tryna get chose (Why?) I guess they know I heard she hating don't feel no way I ain't f*ck with that bitch, no way Say that shit to my face, no way Bet we shut down the place, no way Bitches stuntin' on me, no way They ain't fucking with me, no way Price of fame, it ain't cheap, no way I don't check the receipt, no way Cole World, used to stay off his dick I sold out the Garden, I should play for the Knicks Took a couple minutes and I sold out Staples A n***a getting cream like an old-ass Laker But I ain't come to talk about all that paper That's what they talk about when they ain't got shit to say Can't understand why n***as never got shit to do You know they sayin' same shit, n***a, different day I never felt that, no way Cuz on the same day a n***a doing different shit Spit different flows, hit different chicks Let my Brixton hoes feed me fish n' chips Why I do a lot of shows, I'm the shit that's it Got suicidal doors, I just slit my wrists Never stingy with the hoes, word to Cliff and Chris If I f*ck six bitches I got six assists That new Rihanna shit bump Bitches in the back don't like me though, (Why?) I don't know, they wanna be just like me though, (Why?) I bet you none of them bitches would fight me though, (Why?) I guess they know
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