That bitch left me in the rain
No wait, The Snow
Where the f*ck she go
No, Nah, She not ten toes
I had to go when I'm on a roll
Back up in that snow
Told that baby, Where she go
I got a new hoe
And that's shit she already know
Had to flex up on her
Yeah that bih wan go
And I let her go
I'm not finna beg
I don't give a f*ck
I still beat, She still dropped neck
What's up with that
I go full attack
Don't talk about that
What's really brackin'
Nigga pull up
And don't know what happened
I got that bitch
And that bitch call me daddy
She wanna f*ck, All on some satin
Bitch didn't know I was satan
I got, Bitch on me
She old like some Quaker
I don't f*ck with you
Because you niggas faking
I got that bih, She naked
I got that bih, I'm tweaking
F*ck on that bih, For a weekend
I leave her pussy leaking
Old bitch
I'm in the rain, No that snow
She left me
She ain't ttd, No ten toes
I, Had to leave
F*ck that bitch, Woah, I'm gone
I just told that bitch
I am on my own
And I been this way since a jit
Bitch shut up, Suck my dick
What up with all the shit
I had to, Move on
I Had to, Skirt Skirt
Make a song, That is
Bout her, But bout doing her wrong
F*ck dat bih
Yeah I f*cked dat bitch
Bitch you already know I did
I do not want no kids
She got implant in her arm
Nigga I'm jump in the storm
Nigga be dropping a bomb
And a nigga can't make in the storm
Nigga you fake
Get out my face
You don't move wait
Like, What did you say?
I f*ck that bitch
Like it her birthday
She in a suit, her birthday
Ok, Said Ok
She got cake like Anna Mae
Yeah
Crafty Barnardo - Bitch Move ON! Lyrics
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That bitch left me in the rain
No wait, The Snow
Where the f*ck she go
No, Nah, She not ten toes
I had to go when I'm on a roll
Back up in that snow
Told that baby, Where she go
I got a new hoe
And that's shit she already know
Had to flex up on her
Yeah that bih wan go
And I let her go
I'm not finna beg
I don't give a f*ck
I still beat, She still dropped neck
What's up with that
I go full attack
Don't talk about that
What's really brackin'
Nigga pull up
And don't know what happened
I got that bitch
And that bitch call me daddy
She wanna f*ck, All on some satin
Bitch didn't know I was satan
I got, Bitch on me
She old like some Quaker
I don't f*ck with you
Because you niggas faking
I got that bih, She naked
I got that bih, I'm tweaking
F*ck on that bih, For a weekend
I leave her pussy leaking
Old bitch
I'm in the rain, No that snow
She left me
She ain't ttd, No ten toes
I, Had to leave
F*ck that bitch, Woah, I'm gone
I just told that bitch
I am on my own
And I been this way since a jit
Bitch shut up, Suck my dick
What up with all the shit
I had to, Move on
I Had to, Skirt Skirt
Make a song, That is
Bout her, But bout doing her wrong
F*ck dat bih
Yeah I f*cked dat bitch
Bitch you already know I did
I do not want no kids
She got implant in her arm
Nigga I'm jump in the storm
Nigga be dropping a bomb
And a nigga can't make in the storm
Nigga you fake
Get out my face
You don't move wait
Like, What did you say?
I f*ck that bitch
Like it her birthday
She in a suit, her birthday
Ok, Said Ok
She got cake like Anna Mae
Yeah
No wait, The Snow
Where the f*ck she go
No, Nah, She not ten toes
I had to go when I'm on a roll
Back up in that snow
Told that baby, Where she go
I got a new hoe
And that's shit she already know
Had to flex up on her
Yeah that bih wan go
And I let her go
I'm not finna beg
I don't give a f*ck
I still beat, She still dropped neck
What's up with that
I go full attack
Don't talk about that
What's really brackin'
Nigga pull up
And don't know what happened
I got that bitch
And that bitch call me daddy
She wanna f*ck, All on some satin
Bitch didn't know I was satan
I got, Bitch on me
She old like some Quaker
I don't f*ck with you
Because you niggas faking
I got that bih, She naked
I got that bih, I'm tweaking
F*ck on that bih, For a weekend
I leave her pussy leaking
Old bitch
I'm in the rain, No that snow
She left me
She ain't ttd, No ten toes
I, Had to leave
F*ck that bitch, Woah, I'm gone
I just told that bitch
I am on my own
And I been this way since a jit
Bitch shut up, Suck my dick
What up with all the shit
I had to, Move on
I Had to, Skirt Skirt
Make a song, That is
Bout her, But bout doing her wrong
F*ck dat bih
Yeah I f*cked dat bitch
Bitch you already know I did
I do not want no kids
She got implant in her arm
Nigga I'm jump in the storm
Nigga be dropping a bomb
And a nigga can't make in the storm
Nigga you fake
Get out my face
You don't move wait
Like, What did you say?
I f*ck that bitch
Like it her birthday
She in a suit, her birthday
Ok, Said Ok
She got cake like Anna Mae
Yeah
Writer: Mauryce Allen
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