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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shaquees
Shaquees
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
SHAMAR BUCHANAN
SHAMAR BUCHANAN
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Murda Beatz
Murda Beatz
Producer
Alienworldwide
Alienworldwide
Producer
daiquiridarkboy
daiquiridarkboy
Producer

Lyrics

Yea My pain ain't nothing to be played with Bitch I wish you would Imma set this bitch off Ain't nobody playin' With yo Ungrateful Ass I punch you in your Shit Then I do the dash Bitch I'm gone You can call me flash In a blink of a eye Bitch why won't you die Now I'm on the highway speedin' And I'm paranoid then a bitch Bitch I'm finna take your life Yeah That's Right I don't wanna talk to you Don't talk to me You a stupid bitch Don't ever talk to me And bitch I'm not playin' And that's on me And the shit you did you can't take it back You wasted my time in this relationship We was suppose to sit down and work it out I guess I ain't worth it Is it worth another broken heart I don't know What you mean you don't know? I guess I hit this door Since you don't know I don't know Please don't call my phone no more Don't even hit me up no more Like what you doing? Hangin' with grown folks Stay in a little kid place With your childish ass I'm not playin' For the record I'm up and you not If you leave I wouldn't give a fuck Cause bitch I'm big ballin' Ain't nobody fuckin with me You stupid bitch Stop playin' with me for I hurt some shit And that's on gang I went to icebox and bought a new pinky ring Ain't no nigga fuckin with me Yea call me Mr. Clean Most of my tracks I sang Most of my niggas still bang Stay in your lane Most these niggas want fam They was seeing me riding around in a Benz Nah them 10's I Finna get 20's 1000 a 1000 add it up That's how much it is Now I'm cruising in a Beamer with my bitch NoCap I got it off the muscle it's workin' out NoCap, Watch out Shoot a nigga I'm aiming to kill do you feel I'm hungry I just need a meal quick I need a bitch I can build with That's the type bitch I wanna deal with For the rest of my life And cook and clean and pay the bills That ain't never gone ask me for shit But this hard dick And I'm lit then a bitch, yea she give me chill Hey these bitch niggas steady trippin on me Better stop for I dump you on your head Nah I'm talkin about the dred head Shoot him in his bed bed Your bitch give me head head I'm talkin' about the 3 leg Yea you heard what I said said Put a nigga on a shirt Fuckin' with me get you murk I'm talkin' about durk I'm off a perc Finna go berserk In this bitch Ain't no nigga fuckin' with me Why try You a damn lie Stop fuckin' with me for I go off in this bitch Yea I'm on that Every move I make they try to clone that Yea they be on that what the fuck goin' on Bitch don't touch me Akkk imma little rusty She a busty she a baddie You wanna see me bitch send the addy I love the way you call me daddy Call me daddy You got nice titties but they saggy Bitch I'm hangin' with the gang I ain't playin' no games god dang I never playin no games So don't think I am I'm really not a rapper I just be preaching I do this shit to kill time All these niggas leeching off me All these rappers want me on they beat I need 15k For a feature that's just me Riding around in a jag Have these haters mad Bitch quit playin' me for I expose your ass And I'm not playin' Hit a nigga up like I'm Tupac These niggas ain't in my level Yeah I'm singing in the A Minor That's just me,
Writer(s): Shamar Contrez Buchanan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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