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letra de do not disturb - rabid ratish

[verse 1: rabid ratish]
i’m ridin’ foreigns, you ridin’ metro
i’m livin’ lavish, and you live in the ghetto
the ghetto — you live in the ghetto
lyin’ on my name? i’ma stomp you in stilettos

[chorus: rabid ratish]
log on, go on do not disturb
next time i see you, b-tch, you bitin’ the curb, uh
whooped your ass, got you slurrin’ your words
i want all that d-ck — give me what i deserve

[verse 2: rabid ratish]
shufflin’, these b-tches strugglin’
i’m jugglin’, they f-ckin’ mumblin’
can’t get like me, coochie game is pricey
dear diary: i f-cked a whole society
pumped up — i’m gettin’ laid
i’m drinkin’ vodka lemonade
this ass tight, he wanna trade
he lookin’ sharp, b-tch, where the blade?
b-tch, where the gun?
gonna suck d-ck up just for fun
three-oh-four — i’m gonna stun
daddy let me know i’m the coldest one
[chorus: rabid ratish]
log on, go on do not disturb
next time i see you, b-tch, you bitin’ the curb, uh
whooped your ass, got you slurrin’ your words
i want all that d-ck — give me what i deserve

[verse 3: thunderp-ss]
(thunder!) yeah, i had to put my phone on dnd
cause it was message after message sayin’ i’m pretty
like lets not act like i didn’t know
if you know i’m not fully natural
i got a fake ass body, lookin’ like a barbie
but i’m smokin’ blunts like i’m f-ckin’ marly
b-tches mad jealous of my sn-tched waist, p-ssy face
and when he eat my p-ssy, we hold hands while he say “it’s great”
’cause i’ve never had to f-ck for what i have
i’m thunderp-ss and i got you mad
i’ll steal your man, i’ll f-ck your dad
but by the end of the day i still got the bag

[verse 4: rabid ratish]
actin’ savage, roll my weed like it’s cabbage
nah b-tch, you average, on my soul — you a f-ggot
and not a cig, on my soul, you a pig
gonna sn-tch your wig, waist skinny like a twig
got a fat ass
countin’ bodies like math class
d-ck print? gonna get flashed
pin you down, your neck slashed (okay)
[chorus: rabid ratish]
log on, go on do not disturb
next time i see you, b-tch, you bitin’ the curb, uh
whooped your ass, got you slurrin’ your words
i want all that d-ck — give me what i deserve

- rabid ratish

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