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letra de i'm gone (extended remix) - king ritchey

[verse 1: kronic]
little b-tch won’t stop tryna hug on me
i swear to god, you’re getting fucking annoying
broke my heart and left me all alone
that’s why i’m packing my bags and i’m gone
the entire time we was dating, you was cheating
your little fat -ss self needed to stop eating
you started looking like king kong’s fucking sister
with that mustache people thought you was a mister
tried to fuck, but b-tches pussy was too wide
my d-ck fell out every time i went inside
i gotta admit, the head was pretty fucking good
but understand, our relationship was a little misunderstood
all you are is a little ragging thot
looking for the next person you thought was very hot
my c-ck was the one you wanted to jump on
not gonna waste my time on you, baby girl, i’m gone

[verse 2: eli rawlins]
b-tch i’m so gone, i left last week
you didn’t realize this shit cause it was low key
self esteem, b-tch, come talk to me
while your home sitting, motherfucking bleeding
wait you have a d-ck? that’s so strange
i thought you had the widest pussy with the shot you range
and your breath stank, haha (haha) (haha) haha)
so tell me about the way you love me
the things you said, were they true?
baby girl, these rhymes, aren’t for free
and that’s why this verse is for you
all the words you said, i’m not to fond
let me get rid of you with my magic wand
smoke the green, coming from my lungs
i’m sorry baby girl but i’m so gone

[verse 3: king ritchey]
you said you always loved me and were always thinking of me
but truth is you hated me and thought of ways to dump me
i would’ve wrote you a letter but i decided to write a song
so i can fuck you over and ruin your life on
i’ll fuck you like we fucked each other
but you cheated on me so i should’ve fucked your mother
remember when we smoked weed, popped pills and rolled trees
then you fucked up so imma make like a real tree and leave
yeah i said real cause i’m the realest of the real
hoe, sit your fat-ss on the side of the road like roadk!ll
hoe chill, fore’ this gets heated like fresh oatmeal
how you gonna say i’m the illest then say i have no sk!ll?
girl, what we fucking had was so real
til’ i found out you’re a lyin’ b-tch, shit gave me a cold chill
i’m packin up my bags, leaving you for the wrongs
so see you later b-tch, so long, i’m gone

[hook: mister ka]
i don’t want your negative ways
and i sure don’t wanna play your games
baby girl, i’m gone
i don’t even wanna say your name
pack my bags, don’t look back
don’t know where we at
so i’m gone
i don’t want your negative ways
and i sure don’t wanna play your games
baby girl, i’m gone
i don’t even wanna say your name
pack my bags, don’t look back
don’t know where we at
so i’m gone

- king ritchey

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