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letra de bitch don't get pissed on - horseshoe g.a.n.g

[hook: demetrius capone]
this song ain’t no diss song, b-tch just don’t get p-ssed on
this song ain’t no diss song, just don’t get p-ssed on b-tch
(x2)

[verse 1: demetrius capone]
we ain’t the type of n-ggas that’ll diss no sister
but some of these b-tches be tryin’ to get yo n-gga
now this ain’t no diss song, but b-tch don’t get p-ssed on
these b-tches will try to put your d-ck on twitter
b-tch, understand you from side chick records
so don’t be tryin’ to call me every 5, 6 seconds
gettin’ mad when i don’t answer, now she threaten to send my main chick a picture of my d-ck naked
b-tches gonna hate, b-tches fall in love
i don’t even want none of the above
i wanna p-ss on you, p-ss on you
that’s what a b-tch get when she snitch on you
you ain’t even a 10, b-tch you’re an 8 on your face
what a b-tch gon’ do?

[verse 2: kenny]
i just told boo i got money for a verse, now she want the money in her purse
i said you’s a sideline chick, i should call you doris burke
b-tch just don’t get this wrong, and get p-ssed off when you get p-ssed on
so they don’t catch feelings gotta cut the relationship short when you dealin’ with a d-ck this long
when my d-ck spring into action, she spring in the past tense
sprung, become mad and way past tense, if she can’t have it
deal with ratchets, not me yo
on my phone i call shots but not these hoes
i don’t ring these hoes or drill these hoes
i don’t ring these hoes but i watch these hoes

[hook: demetrius capone]

[verse 3: andrew ‘dice’ dinero]
we not the kind of n-ggas that’ll disrespect chicks
but some of these women they be gettin’ wreckless
wanna act all mad, say a n-gga ain’t sh-t
but just this morning you cooked me breakfast, b-tch
you wanna get my necklace, try to take a picture to get some leverage
you just want evidence, make my girl h-lla p-ssed
where do you get off? you missed your exit
you know what’s going on, why you wanna act new
i’mma run game like a runningback do
momma told me never to love a d-mn floo-zy
see, i don’t understand you
ain’t even a main chick, and even a main dish
you a side dish, stay in your place b-tch
you ain’t number 1, you’re number 2
ironically, you really ain’t sh-t

[verse 4: julius luciano]
it don’t really make sense how these chicks be madly
in love, takin’ pictures tryin’ to instagram me
they watch my moves, wait for me to slip
they watch and wait like kirstie alley
this ain’t no diss song, this ain’t about n-ggas gettin’ they diss on
dig it like this, if a b-tch gettin’ p-ssed when she listenin’ to this
she the b-tch who was meant to get p-ssed on in this song
b-tch, you be dyin’ to lie, you the kinda chick that i -n-lyze
tell a n-gga girl that he ain’t comin’ home cause he sleepin’ with you, dirty diana lies
i laugh at that sh-t, ratchet -ss b-tch
doing whatever to get a rapper -ss b-tch
no self-esteem havin’ -ss b-tch
hold on, that last part was a diss
i fall back in this b-tch

[hook: demetrius capone]

- horseshoe g a n g

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