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letra de slaw ass bitches - maniac (memphis)

[verse 1: maniac]
let me raise up off the psycho and kick some ’bout these hoes
these broke ass hoes that love yo hammers and vogues
then even f-ck with the n-gga cuz she thought was the [?]
you wanna be with me now?
go smoke a rock and get high
ass out b-tch, livin’ in a shack
you wanna f-ck with the n-gga because my pockets are fat
your baby daddy kick yo ass, cuz you talkin’ that sh-t
bald head b-tch, go buy you a hit
stankin’ ass hoe, in the club every week
f-ckin’ and suckin’ n-ggas
a river city freak
jockin’ n-ggas in cadillacs
compresin’ ’em polos
f-ckin’ you and yo n-ggas
just hit the b-tch with 5 dollars
take ’em to a crib, run a train on a hoe
whoop that b-tch [?] and buy a pain on a liquor store

[chorus: maniac]
ain’t got no love
ain’t got no love
ain’t got no love
ain’t got no love
ain’t got no love cuz you love me for my riches
yall ain’t shakin’ sh-t cuz yall some slaw ass b-tches
slaw ass b-tches
slaw ass b-tches
yeah
slaw ass b-tches
slaw ass b-tches
after n-gga riches these slaw ass b-tches
[break:maniac,gangsta mack]
hey dog, wassup with all these slaw ass b-tches around memphis, mane?
i don’t know, mane, but these hoes forgot about hog k!llin’, all they wanna do is to suck on a n-gga d-ck
yeah, my n-gga gangsta mack in the house, he down with the m-th-f-cka psycho ward, you know what i’m sayin’, shoutout to him
you know what i’m sayin’
yeah, d-gg-n’ all you slaw ass b-tches, you know what i’m sayin’?
yall just don’t have shake sh-t, you know what i’m sayin’
punk ass b-tches

[verse 2: maniac]
get out my face, hoe
i thought you have a n-gga
suck my d-ck, cuz i heard you like ’em bigga
b-tches at the mall while a n-gga locked up
i see yo ass you 2 weeks later with yo face f-cked up
hoe, get a job, quit livin’ on whale[?]
and lookin’ for a n-gga that’s gonna take care
of you, b-tch who?
you, and the next n-gga, baby
you got me f-cked up, like a dog with some rabies
raggly ass b-tch, yo jeans outta style
best why n-ggas check yo ass, yo wanna cry but you smile
fake ass b-tch, you wish you worked in a hood
boggin’ seen a set, seen you ass in a club

[chorus: maniac]
ain’t got no love cuz you love me for my riches
yall ain’t shakin’ sh-t cuz yall some slaw ass b-tches
slaw ass b-tches
slaw ass b-tches
yeah
slaw ass b-tches
slaw ass b-tches
slaw ass b-tches
slaw ass b-tches
slaw ass b-tches
slaw ass b-tches
slaw ass b-tches
slaw ass b-tches
slaw ass b-tches
slaw ass b-tches

- maniac memphis

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