(Refrain:) Shitted on ´em, man I just shitted on ´em Shitted on ´em, put yo´ number two´s in the air if you did it on ´em Shitted on ´em, man I just shitted on ´em
Shitted on ´em, put your number two´s in the air if you did it on ´em
All these bitches is my sons And I´m go and get some bibs for ´em a couple formulas, little pretty lids on ´em If i had a dick, I would pull it out and piss on ´em Let me shake it off I just signed a couple deals i might break you off and we ain´t making up I don´t need a mediator Just let them bums blow steam, radiator
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This stone is flawless F1 I keep shooters up top in the F1
A lot of ….bitches beggin´ me to eff one But I´ma eat them rap bitches when the chef come Throw some fresh one´s More talent in my mother fuckin left thumb Find More lyrics at www.sweetslyrics.com She a´int a Nicki fan then the bitch deaf dumb You a´int my son you my mother fuckin step-son
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All these bitches is my sons And I a´int talking ´bout Phoenix Bitch I get money so I do´s what i pleases I live where the mother fuckin pools and the trees is Broke bitches so crusty (disgust me) Gave the bitch a ride got the Continental dusty trust me I keep a couple hundred in the duff´ b
couple wet wipes case a bum try to touch me I’m the terminator bitch talk slick I am have to terminate her These little nappy headed hoes need a perminator you my seed I spray you with germinator Move back bugs matter fact you know the queen could use a back rub If you could turn back time, Cher You used the be here but now you gone Nair