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Club Secret Lyrics - Artist : BbyMutha
Bitches ain't got nothin but bad taste
And a whole lotta audacity I see why they mad at me I'm casually Killin these bitches spirits Everywhere they go they hear it It's that new mutha she hard Got em swinging off my monkey bars Welcome to the jungle I told you bitches be humble But now I'm ready to rumble I'm double b like a bumble Y Do these bitches worry bout my m's If it was u I would salute And that's the t Now I just ha ha at you hoes Sit back collect what I was owed Sneak my pack across the border I'm in london with the blow Barcelona with yo hoe I be everywhere my haters can't afford to go Bleeding out ya stereo Lyrical, killer bullets If I pull it No survivors Lil bitch Who gon check me? Who gon check me? Who gon check me bitch Who gon check me? Who gon check me Who gon disrespect me Might as well forget me If you ready all my weapons deadly I'm jus tryna get it She gon see me as a threat I'm at her neck It ain't malicious Keep my head above the water Leave em swimmin with the fishes I ain't vicious I'm protected You ain't fucking with my spirit They be talking evil on me we not Even tryna hear it I can't let you fix your dick suckers to try and bring me down I ain't nowhere near the top You gon be sick you stick around I ain't even bought the truck Or bought the chain You hating now? I ain't even dropped the sauce on bitches yet You angry how? Bitches worried bout my numbers Should be worried bout this crown I'm the fuckin queen regardless Savy told me I'm a star, bitch |
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