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letra de trap (life's a bitch) - v.і.р.n.

life, really is a b-tch
and she got a baby on the way
gettin’ hate, from her pops, got no paper in the bank, never liked, gettin’ shaded but she always threw it, she had baby blue-nails, bla-ck hair, oh, i knew her well, now she work at mall-stands, hopes to make, sales, but only her cake, sells, ya get it? if i were to smash, bet my name, she’d forget it but the way i’d hit-that, she’d remember, she also had a temper, her body was no temple, dat sh-t more like a pencil because she quick to snap on suckas if they too aggressive wit ha’, i was far too desperate, now, i’m doin’ all the extras, bound to make one h-ll of a trip, to the bank, she ain’t comin’ with, take her out to cheap, dinners, in her eyes, a winner, in my eyes, a sinner, only spend the night so i can hit, can’t be spendin’ racks, on the one who wronged me since way-back, she hates-facts, and loves, bein’ satisfied, das’ da sa-ddest sh-t, claims she’s a catch, but i’d rather throw her back, she ‘on’t ever throw it back, still, i blow her bac-k out, n’ she said i’ll regret her, have her revenge, but how she ‘posed to get me back? seems to me like she’s trapped
d-mn

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