letra de fuck dat - ransom
[verse 1: styles p]
f-ck that n-gga, f-ck him, knew he p-ssy
[?] on his b-lls, [?] shooters p-ssy
you think i’m rapping, i’m just saying what i do to p-ssies
real life, real talk, my hawk’ll go through the p-ssy
you don’t know sh-t about that murk work
you was just saying k!ller sh-t to make the verse work
i ain’t knocking you, but end up in the wood
box a hospital when them hollow tips start to pop at you
yeah, it’s turned up, but don’t turn up dead
cause n-ggas’ll pop lead from their burners
and that f-ckboy sh-t don’t concern us
rough sh-t, ghost on a [?] to blow sh-t
[hook: ransom]
p-ssy n-gga? f-ck that n-gga
he p-ssy n-gga? f-ck that n-gga
my n-ggas don’t trust that n-gga
these b-tches don’t touch that n-gga
they know he p-ssy n-gga
i’m screaming f-ck that n-gga
[verse 2: lore’l]
n-gga, you a p-ssy, p-ssy period, a p-ssy
i’m coming at your cookie and i’ll squeeze if you push me
n-gga please, ten jesus peanuts, thirty-four deez nuts
and i never give two f-cks, f-ckn-gga
my crib bigger
att-tude rude, where my motherf-cking liquor?
you are what you eat, p-ssy, p-ssy, p-ssy n-gga
f-ck you and anybody that you know, n-gga
and anytime i show out, we making n-ggas mad
owl gang, b-tch, here to f-cking toe tag
tag popping, i’m popping
car shopping, order all the options
n-ggas talk tough, but be quick call to call the cops in
you p-ssy n-gga
[verse 3: ransom]
p-ssy n-gga, rookie n-gga
me, i’m built like tookie, n-gga
you, you more like snookie, n-gga
don’t push me, n-gga
got no cl-ss, played hookie, n-gga
you rode past when they took me, n-gga
i throw cash at that cookie, n-gga
i got love for them strippers
they got love for them tippers
you just a thug in them pictures
me, i’ll bust a slug at your mistress
ain’t no f-cking love when i spit this
that raw sh-t, don’t cross this
i’m heartless with no conscience so be cautious
when i toss this in your office with that four fifth
forfeit or get forclipsed and get lifted like a forklift
or get twisted like a crawfish
p-ssy n-ggas, you stuck with ’em
i’m celibate, i don’t f-ck with ’em
i tell a b-tch, i don’t trust women
i settle this when that slug hit ’em
[hook]
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