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letra de bitch made boy - lil kimb

[intro: lil kimb]
where am i?
[?] booty sh-t
[?]
wo, wo, woooo

[verse 1: wobberz]
y’all work the 9 to 5, well i work my hustle
i can’t be a common man, i won’t speak again
i’m above average everything that i can
money, talent, fame
wait, i’m married to the game
and i’m loyal
y’all just conspiracists wearing tin foil
and when under pressure i do not boil
ain’t n0body better than me [?] game
and some of y’all just boring and lame
trying to compete with me stay in yo’ lane
you think you big, i haven’t heard yo’ name

[verse 2: lil kimb]
you can smell the goat he’s in your face
i smacked him up becausе of his race
speakin’ of the racе, i’m in the lead
hey b-tch made boy, come rake my leaves
you’re a personal pet peeve because you’re a
[chorus: lil kimb]
you a b-tch made boy
sent to heaven with a lethal weapon
i can’t fix him, i just slayed him
got him running, but we can chase him
if we waited, we could’ve forgave him
[?]
you a b-tch made boy
[?]
[?]
you a b-tch made boy
[?]
i can tell you’re someone’s replacement
[?] in his head
i abuse you for my entertainment
you are not worthy of engagement
that means i’m turning you into a b-tch made dead

[verse 3: lil kimb]
got him tied up, i’m playing some mind games
he feeling [?] turn into a migraine
if he moves, i gotta violate
it’s not fed, go feed the streets
you don’t gotta [?] me to feel the heat
b-tch made boy got knocked down
[?] out of bounds
sent him in a home run but he out of town
don’t hit me up when you [?] b-tch made boy
feeling yourself, but i hunt you down
you a fan right now, like a b-tch made boy
pj on the cover but don’t hit me up, he’s the next mango boy
he got a gang [?] backstreet, but no they aren’t those boys
[verse 4: pole joe]
b.m.b
put my phone on d.n.d. (d.n.d.)
this sh-t ain’t a game
this ain’t d.n.d. (d.n.d.)
in this b-tch with kimb, lil k.i.m.b
i’m the best m.c
f-ck pac, all eyes on me
told my haters, “shut up, we in a library”
i’m a g at the zoo, this ain’t no chief keef
i’m a f-cking geek, at least i don’t smoke weed
i got four eyes, through your soul i see

[chorus: lil kimb]

- lil kimb

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