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letra de fake hair wearin' bitch - no face

[intro]
yo, yo, yo, yo man, whassup, man?
tired of these [?] b-tches fronting on me, know what i’m saying?
so i’mma kick the ballistics on they ass one time so they understand
you ready for this, money?
here we go, verse one

[verse 1: brother marquis]
[?] pass you by
b-tch, you change [?] every day
oh, why don’t you tell me, please
why you live your f-cking life this wack
yes, i’m dissing, when i say
b-tch, you need some f-cking help
to find out who you really are, just search inside yourself
(be yourself!)
your hair ain’t grew from short to long
[?] i had my doubts
your eyes ain’t changed from brown to blue
b-tch, you need to take your sh-t out
you always talking about where you been
and who you know, like i ain’t sh-t
werll, you need to shut your f-cking mouth
and just suck my d-ck (b-tch!)
looking down your nose, like you’re some superstar
jocking every m-th-f-cka who drives by in a fancy car
i remember the days when you wouldn’t even look at me
now you’re on my d-ck now that you found out i’m marquis?
[chorus]
you fake-hair wearing b-tch
you know you on my d-ck
now why you wanna front on me?
just because your hair ain’t real
don’t think that i don’t know the deal
and just because your eyes ain’t real
don’t think that i don’t know the deal

[verse 2: mark s-xx]
i spend my f-cking money, invest my f-cking time
and b-tch, you gonna front on me!? (tell ’em, money)
i took you on a date, i spent a [?]
and now i want some p-ssy, b-tch you yelling “date rape”!

[chorus]
you fake-hair wearing b-tch
you know you on my d-ck
now why you wanna front on me?

[verse 3: mark s-xx]
[?] f-cking ho
at the broadway show
i asked you for a kiss goodnight
and b-tch, you tell me no
f-ck you!
[verse 4: mr. mixx]
fake-hair wearing b-tches, y’all know they ain’t sh-t
[?] taking a quick sl!ck l!ck on mr. mixx’s big black d-ck

[verse 5: fresh kid ice]
now stunts get happy when i walk into the place
because they know that on that night i’m gonna come all in their face
walking around the party, with your drawers up in your ass
trying to front on me like you got some f-cking class?
the way you carry yourself, it’s a m-th-f-cking shame
you give all the hoes in the world a bad f-cking name
miss high and mighty, that’s what you think you are
now, come on , suck this d-ck, b-tch, you know i’m a star

[chorus]
you fake-hair wearing b-tch
you know you on my d-ck
now why you wanna front on me?
(sing this m-th-f-cka with me now)

[verse 6: mark s-xx]
[?] f-cking ho
at the broadway show
i asked you for a kiss goodnight
and b-tch, you tell me no
[chorus]
you fake-hair wearing b-tch
you know you on my d-ck
now why you wanna front on me?
(just because your hair ain’t real, come on)
just because your hair ain’t real
don’t think that i don’t know the deal
just because your eyes ain’t real
(just because your eyes ain’t real)
don’t think that i don’t know the deal

[verse 7: mark s-xx]
[?] your ass [?]
[?] read your f-cking brain
you look like [?]
[?] with a train
your ass is f-cking ugly
you need to slob my kn-b
[?] your f-cking face with a [?] doorkn-b

[chorus]
you fake-hair wearing b-tch
you know you on my d-ck
now why you wanna front on me?

[verse 8: shah]
you f-cking sloppy, stinking, low-down-dirty f-cking ho
every-m-th-f-cking-body knows you good to go
so suck my d-ck and kiss my ass
and b-tch you ain’t got a bit of f-cking class
you b-tch

- no face

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