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June - Shut Up B Ch Lyrics



June - Shut Up B Ch Lyrics
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Shut up bitch
She be flipping da brick she ghetto bitch
I den ran out on court off a settlement
Nd I'm back on da streets into devilment
F*cked da preacher lil baby she celibate
Imma nigga wit money buyin it
All dat talk out yo neck you be tryin it
I be adding it up while you minus
I be drinking des hoes by 6 pack
Hit em wit da get back
Don't know where he get dat
Said he bout it, he can't get his shit back
Can't nobody fit dat
His bitch so we flipped dat
Nd I want the money, money and power
The root of evil you niggas is cowards
I'm keeping my head up you niggas look downwards
You said she yours but she acting like ours
June not the one the be played wit
Call da kid the doctor giving facelifts
I den caught a body beat the cases
Tryna f*ck da kid to smell da fragrance
I den sipped da lean now Im feeling sedated
I take off my shirt, N these bitches go crazy
I don't see them they see me on TV
Ain't no nigga dat don't wanna be
Put da trunk in da front Lamborghini
Know her pussy gon throb when she see me
I wanna f*ck her f*ck her, love her just a little
I got da drip ain talkin bout a drizzle
I told em a story better yet a riddle
Ghetto lil bitch I let her suck the pickle
100 racks stuffed in the lambo
It's mission ski mask no Camo
Gotta bitch hump back like camel
N she always in heat like a mammal
VV's inside the chocker got the juice
Modern day slavery Gave da boy the noose
Smokin on sticky I don't like it loose
Basic bitch crazy give the hoe boot
(I stay ready for war but niggas want a truce
I den came to his spot Nd asked him what it do
I took over trap Nd made.... )
Shut up bitch
She be flipping da brick she ghetto bitch
I den ran out on court off a settlement
Nd I'm back on da streets into devilment
F*cked da preacher lil baby she celibate
Imma nigga wit money I'm buyin it
All dat talk out yo neck you be tryin it
I be adding it up while you minus
I be drinking des hoes by 6 pack
Hit em wit da get back
Don't know where he get dat
Said he bout it, he can't get his shit back
Can't nobody fit dat
His bitch so we flipped dat
Nd I want the money, money and power
The root of evil you niggas is cowards
I'm keeping my head up you niggas look downwards
You said she yours but she acting like ours
Bad bitch tripping she be sipping on Coronas
If the bitch don't busdown nigga don't want her
Imma f*ck for da night treat da pussy loaner
I den gave a long pipe she don't need to call the plumber
Imma beat it from da back chains clanging drummer
I don't really wanna hear her but the bitch still a Moaner
Nd she said that she take it but the bitch still a runner,
She a Runner, runner
Nigga gotta pop off pop off
F*ck a bitch to get rocks off rocks off
From a angle get em sawed off
Had to take a right to get to cop off
Buddy in a jam I got knocked off
Head shot had to take da top off
Big bag nigga ain my fault
Had to leave the body on asphalt
Younging did the dash out the cash vault
Cheering for da gang you a mascot
She dont gotta pop the perc n she a damn thot
I can drive a foreign whip up out the sandlot
How you said you got bag but issa handout
How said that you the man can't sand now
On the perc think herc huh
Bet dis glock get you murked huh
Bet dis choppa beserk huh
Took his bitch make her work huh
(Yea, yea)
You be f*ckin round that's wit the 5 0
Had to take his bitch n make her my hoe
I can see the vision money to ceiling what the f*ck I ever gotta lie for
Bout the pressure something I will die for
When I was down the road I used to skype folks
Now I'm on the streets I swipper swipe folks
Nd if you want it back I gotta die first
Get the body bag or it's the diapers
He hit da windshield I hit the wipers
I'm at the roof top like im a sniper
If she a bad bitch I gotta pipe her
She ain wit the drama kinda like her
If she forbidden fruit I gotta bite her
Don't mean nothing
Shut up bitch
She be flipping da brick she ghetto bitch
I den ran out on court off a settlement
Nd I'm back on da streets into devilment
F*cked da preacher lil baby she celibate
Imma nigga wit money buyin it
All dat talk out yo neck you be tryin it
I be adding it up while you minus
I be drinking des hoes by 6 pack
Hit em wit da get back
Don't know where he get dat
Said he bout it, he can't get his shit back
Can't nobody fit dat
His bitch so we flipped dat
Nd I want the money, money and power
The root of evil you niggas is cowards
I'm keeping my head up you niggas look downwards
Nd you said she yours but she acting like ours
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Shut up bitch
She be flipping da brick she ghetto bitch
I den ran out on court off a settlement
Nd I'm back on da streets into devilment
F*cked da preacher lil baby she celibate
Imma nigga wit money buyin it
All dat talk out yo neck you be tryin it
I be adding it up while you minus
I be drinking des hoes by 6 pack
Hit em wit da get back
Don't know where he get dat
Said he bout it, he can't get his shit back
Can't nobody fit dat
His bitch so we flipped dat
Nd I want the money, money and power
The root of evil you niggas is cowards
I'm keeping my head up you niggas look downwards
You said she yours but she acting like ours
June not the one the be played wit
Call da kid the doctor giving facelifts
I den caught a body beat the cases
Tryna f*ck da kid to smell da fragrance
I den sipped da lean now Im feeling sedated
I take off my shirt, N these bitches go crazy
I don't see them they see me on TV
Ain't no nigga dat don't wanna be
Put da trunk in da front Lamborghini
Know her pussy gon throb when she see me
I wanna f*ck her f*ck her, love her just a little
I got da drip ain talkin bout a drizzle
I told em a story better yet a riddle
Ghetto lil bitch I let her suck the pickle
100 racks stuffed in the lambo
It's mission ski mask no Camo
Gotta bitch hump back like camel
N she always in heat like a mammal
VV's inside the chocker got the juice
Modern day slavery Gave da boy the noose
Smokin on sticky I don't like it loose
Basic bitch crazy give the hoe boot
(I stay ready for war but niggas want a truce
I den came to his spot Nd asked him what it do
I took over trap Nd made.... )
Shut up bitch
She be flipping da brick she ghetto bitch
I den ran out on court off a settlement
Nd I'm back on da streets into devilment
F*cked da preacher lil baby she celibate
Imma nigga wit money I'm buyin it
All dat talk out yo neck you be tryin it
I be adding it up while you minus
I be drinking des hoes by 6 pack
Hit em wit da get back
Don't know where he get dat
Said he bout it, he can't get his shit back
Can't nobody fit dat
His bitch so we flipped dat
Nd I want the money, money and power
The root of evil you niggas is cowards
I'm keeping my head up you niggas look downwards
You said she yours but she acting like ours
Bad bitch tripping she be sipping on Coronas
If the bitch don't busdown nigga don't want her
Imma f*ck for da night treat da pussy loaner
I den gave a long pipe she don't need to call the plumber
Imma beat it from da back chains clanging drummer
I don't really wanna hear her but the bitch still a Moaner
Nd she said that she take it but the bitch still a runner,
She a Runner, runner
Nigga gotta pop off pop off
F*ck a bitch to get rocks off rocks off
From a angle get em sawed off
Had to take a right to get to cop off
Buddy in a jam I got knocked off
Head shot had to take da top off
Big bag nigga ain my fault
Had to leave the body on asphalt
Younging did the dash out the cash vault
Cheering for da gang you a mascot
She dont gotta pop the perc n she a damn thot
I can drive a foreign whip up out the sandlot
How you said you got bag but issa handout
How said that you the man can't sand now
On the perc think herc huh
Bet dis glock get you murked huh
Bet dis choppa beserk huh
Took his bitch make her work huh
(Yea, yea)
You be f*ckin round that's wit the 5 0
Had to take his bitch n make her my hoe
I can see the vision money to ceiling what the f*ck I ever gotta lie for
Bout the pressure something I will die for
When I was down the road I used to skype folks
Now I'm on the streets I swipper swipe folks
Nd if you want it back I gotta die first
Get the body bag or it's the diapers
He hit da windshield I hit the wipers
I'm at the roof top like im a sniper
If she a bad bitch I gotta pipe her
She ain wit the drama kinda like her
If she forbidden fruit I gotta bite her
Don't mean nothing
Shut up bitch
She be flipping da brick she ghetto bitch
I den ran out on court off a settlement
Nd I'm back on da streets into devilment
F*cked da preacher lil baby she celibate
Imma nigga wit money buyin it
All dat talk out yo neck you be tryin it
I be adding it up while you minus
I be drinking des hoes by 6 pack
Hit em wit da get back
Don't know where he get dat
Said he bout it, he can't get his shit back
Can't nobody fit dat
His bitch so we flipped dat
Nd I want the money, money and power
The root of evil you niggas is cowards
I'm keeping my head up you niggas look downwards
Nd you said she yours but she acting like ours
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Writer: Keyshoun Millender
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: June
Language: English
Length: 3:36
Written by: Keyshoun Millender

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