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Duckin' In Tha Kut Lyrics - Artist : Lil Ugly Mane
30 shot extended clip cold as fuck my hearts a brick
Fuck a paper game I'm in this business tryna kill a bitch Got yo crew on S.O.S. depressed and stressed Never catch your boy confess my pride is something that I never will ingest If hes slippin ima zip him up, only guns no fisticuffs No discussin shit with us you're booty dust You're getting flushed get it like (BLAT) Fuck boy when I bust your better trust that that bullet hit you like a truck How your momma gonna feel, she know that you a fairy She know your bitch mouth put you in the cemetary I got the presence of a world fuckin dignitary So bow down stupid either way you're gettin' buried Duckin' in tha kut (BLAT) boy we fuckin em up In the shadows ready to bust (BLAT) boy you're gettin touched Ima lay 'em down Get em like (BUT) mane knock em outta speedos Face all folded up look like a burrito Saw your murder on the news my homie got it tivo'd Rock your chain around your people like I'm devo See ho? I'm the one they 'fraid of, you the one I'm gettin at You gon get me? How you figure that Ima get dumb and shoot the brains out your fitted cap Never beefed twice with the same bitch first time finished that Quit the blast ugly mane spittin gas Yea that boy gettin ass yea that boy gettin trashed Wipe the blood off my air macs with your dead homies rag Smokin on the blunt with my nose in a powder bag Duckin' in tha kut (BLAT) boy we fuckin em up In the shadows ready to bust (BLAT) boy you're gettin touched Ima lay 'em down |
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