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letra de rape ur bitch this is not a joke - eddison

[eddison]
imma beat beat beat beat beat beat beat beat beat beat beat that b-tch
beat a n-gga b-tch
she gon’ eat my kids
imma pick him like a stone
rip off that sh-t
gonna rape my b-tch

[lil darkie]
imma rape my b-tch
imma rape my b-tch
imma rape my b-tch
imma rape my b-tch
i’m gon rape yo b-tch
imma rape my b-tch
imma rape my b-tch
imma rape my b-tch
imma rape my b-tch
imma rape my b-tch
imma rape my b-tch
imma rape my b-tch
imma rape my b-tch (uh, uh)
imma rape my b-tch
imma rape my b-tch
you gon rape yo b-tch
imma rape my b-tch
don’t rape no another person’s b-tch right now, b-tch

[verse: eddison & darkie]
only if he ask you
what if he smell like cat food?
n-gga, i got a cat, too
if he talking sh-t, we gon’ blast you
there’s a twig up my -n-s, now
if you hear me squeaking?
it might be these slides
we’re walking on the breeze, we glide
if he f-ck with my cheese, he gon’ die
well, i’m not my [?]
i’m in the trap selling pies
i’m on the crack, you see rise
i’m selling packs, they smelling nice
i got some pizza, do you want a slice?
and now her knees on the floor in the night
[?]

i go harder and i go hard
i got the molly, i got the bars
i got diamonds and expensive cars
get your racks, n-gga
don’t worry ’bout ours
you’re a b-tch
you’re a r-t-rd
your b-tch come back in ours
i beat the b-tch, i raped her hard
i took the cop off that n-gga car!

[verse 2: eddison]
i beat then b, now she seeing stars
and b-tch, i’m off marble bars
and she think it’s ‘huge’, my d-ck is large
and she’ll think she’ll never starve
i’m popping pills, i’m going hard
you hear that fire,the sound of alarm
i’m growing marijuana on a farm
the b-tch got pregnant, so i said “narr!”
ran her over with my lamborghini
oh, your [?] is on tv
im so rich, my pockets are cheesy
you think it’s hard, it isn’t so easy
i threw that b-tch up against the tv
i said “b-tch, please don’t leave me”
i miss that b-tch, cause he p-ssy creamy
i beat that b-tch over her man then see me

i’m abusive
i beat my b-tch, n-gga
you ain’t gon’ do sh-t
i need my b-tch to feel lookin’ stupid
my b-tch n-gga has some true sh-t
i’m smoking on dope, it smells putrid
my dog had b-lls, til he got nutrients
i asked for his money and i beat his ass if he refused it
oh, i’m in a chic-fil-a
and this b-tch from chic-fil-a was telling me i can’t get no chic-fil-a
and i was like “b-tch, give me my chic-fil-a”
she was just like “b-tch, ion got no chic-fil-a”
and i was like “at least let me get the chic-fil-a sauce”
and she was like “ion got no chic-fil-a sauce”

- eddison

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