letra de snitchez - bella donna
(penacho)
[verse 1: belladonna]
yah, yah yah!
f-f-ck these old b-tches. (b-tches)
f-f-ck these old snitchez. (snitches)
tryna get me kicked out the club cuz i’m gettin to the riches
you a bunch of bum b-tches. my crew leave you in st-tches
talkin sh-t, but the only thing i’m worried about is those digits
you could never stop me. you could never top me. you some jealous–ss, wrinkly hoes get the f-ck off up on me. you can suck my hiney. (kiss my -ss!) the best b-tch, i might be. i’m all the way to the front, you loser b-tches behind me
i ain’t worried bout you, you can go and eat some poo. (ew!)
look at me then look at you, b-tch you lookin like a foo. (foo!)
i’m the b-tch gettin laid, i’m the b-tch gettin paid. i’m the b-tch, got it made, and this hair lookin slayed
i’m the m-th-f-ckin one, you a m-th-f-ckin bum, tryna rain on my parade when i’m just tryna have some fun, w-when i see you better run, cuz a b-tch is f-ckin done. b-tch i got a f-ckin gun and b-tch you betta f-ckin run!
jealousy is a disease b-tch. and i know you b-tches jealous of me, for whatever reason it is cuz i didn’t do sh-t, and you have it out for me for some reason so… you must be jealoussah…. and the only thing i have to say to that is keep being jealous b-tch. cuz i’m not gonna change… so… f-ck you. b-tch
[verse 2: street queer]
d-mn! there ain’t a man or a woman or nothin between that a b-tch couldn’t murder. (b-tch!) imma keep doing my thing and puttin down sh-t that these b-tches ain’t heard of. (aye) he got me flyin to burma, he got me covered like burqa. (what?) he just be spendin his shmoney and ain’t even funny i’m hittin that shmurda
uh. he got a chick on the low-low. but he gettin it fo’ sho’. got a grip on his fo’ fo’. ride that stick like a pogo. suck that d-ck like a h0m-. so sloppy, can’t even stop me imma’ drive this m-th-f-cka loco
yo, he said that i’m betta than his last b-tch, now he wanna live his life in plastik, i’m like that’s fantastic. baby daddy take me to yo’ mattress. put it down, don’t f-ck around, i wanna get my -ss kiiiiissseeeddd
i be like d-mn should i post this? when his girl see it she gon’ be so p-ssed. creamed up, like a hostess. you know me, i do the mostest
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