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Cupcakke - Kash Doll Diss lyrics

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[Intro]



Somebody gave me a f**kin' doll for Christmas G



And they named this shit Kash Doll



I don't play with dolls, I wanna rip this bitch head off right now lets go



[Verse 1]



Ayo Big Bird how you feeling?



What happen to the climbing poles to the ceiling?



Now you wanna sneak diss while admiring?



You should take a look at yo environment



Cause all my niggas convicts, wake up wanting conflict



So you know they clappin' any f**king ratchet that I tell em



Bitch this a bomb flick



Looking at that lipo I think something need to be fixed



And you can mention me one more time



When you made more than one hit



Cause this the Windy City ain't shit pretty, you gone have to toughen up



Drop a line of hoes going straight down yo chest like a buttonup



Chiraq my city you cannot handle bro



Jump out on business like I'm a manual



Walk through any block I'm a lost animal



Split her down the middle like a camel toe



After I pull up she gone need a doctor



I'm at her door like go home Roger



Just to show out like niggas in new J's



Trick girl and scout I'm tighter than new braids



See Kash Doll, I mean Trash Doll



Bitch you don't even know me



No face, no case, so I can't even use emoji's



(Its too late f**k a debate)



Crack her head with her own mixtape



Dare you to get out of pocket, bitch eyes a be out of socket



How the f**k do you got options? When you be on the pole for the profit?



Reminding, I'm glad yo outfits be shiny



Bitch I got that poison Ivy



If Trash Doll on the mic I'll take her light like Steph with Riley



(She prolly ain't even catch that, you know bitches don't use they brain no more, they give it though)



Do a 360, with a clean hit, let a bullet hit her and sting shit



Warm up yo ass on some Spring shit



When the law come I do not speak English



You don't know what you started, but ch-ch you a target



I'll pledge allegiance but I'm heartless



Plant another body in my garden



Miss slurp that dick till it cum will make yo name smaller than a crumb



I'll chew you up and then spit you out



Like you shit but a piece of gum



Started from the bottom stripping yo way up



Thought she was Ronald Mcdonald with all of that makeup



Got to come deeper, bye Felicia, I mean Keisha



You a stripper hoe get it on the floor



Probably never owned a f**king Visa



Uh!



[Outro]



You fake booty bitch, fake titty bitch



Who can't f**king rap, I could teach you some shit



All you had to do was ask bruh, all you had to do was ask



I got the answers bitch!



C'mon man looking like Dave Chapelle



C'mon man



C'mon man



Get the f**k outta here man



I'm done with this bitch!
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Language: English

Appearing on: Cum Cake (2016)

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