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What the Fuck?!



Made one mistake and fucked everything up



What the Fuck?!



Everything up!!!!!

 

She was my girlfriend (fucken skank) so I thought

She was down for me (shit head bitch) till I got caught

I was doin six months (up in a pen) sellin vikitin 

She was getting butt fucked (in her ass whole) by my friend

The day that I got out (ha ha ha ha ha) I bought me an axe

I hid in her bushes (come on bitch) smokin crack

He was drivin my car (what the fuck?!) when they pulled up

I hit him in the muda faken back of the head (pwwaa) made the bitch throw up!  



I killed sum body  

O-o-o-o-o-over a bitch 

O-o-over a bitch

Oh my God!

And I can’t believe I did that shit

O-over a bitch 

What the fuck is wrong with me?

Bitch bitch



Now I’m doin forty years over this hoe

What the fuck?!

Wha-wha-wha-what the fuck?!

Over this shit head bitch I don’t even know 

What the fuck?!

any mooore

wha-wha-what the fuck?! 



Bang pow boom baby! Wooooo



She was good to go (fo sho) 

Took her to the movies (to the back row) We fucked on the floor 

She had pop corn in her puss (cum on her ass) She was freaky as fuck 

But she had a boy friend (Uh Oh) His name was chuck (fuck him)

He caught us in a red light (muda facka) and swung for my eye (pwwa) 

He fucked up my paint (whaat?) chuck had to die

I jumped from above (hiiiaaaaa) stabbed chuck in the head 

Then I got arrested (damn) now she’s fucken dead instead 



I killed some body 

O-o-o-o-over a bitch

O-o-over a bitch

What the fuck is wrong with me?

And I can’t believe I did that shit 

O-o-over a bitch 

Bitch bitch bitch 



Now I’m doin forty years over this hoe

What the fuck?! 

wha wha wha what the fuck?! 

All for this shit head bitch I don’t even know 

What the fuck?!

Any mooore 

wha wha wha what the fuck 



I met her at the roller ring (I think) dressed in pink 

Plenty of ink her nedden stank but I didn’t care she had eye headed and a couple of years

I was in love like a fucken sucka fuck the rubber I fucked her blubber

I bought her shit she taught me shit I’m actin like a bitch so I ought to quit 

Some dude, rude goose their ass she got mad and slap me fast tried not to cry in front of my crew

She asked me what the fuck I’ma do he was a tree like seven three and she wouldn’t let it be 

And finally he got shot I got arrested she moved on and now I get molested 



You gota ask your self whose the bitch? Whose the bitch? Whose the bitch? 

You better ask your self whose the bitch? Whose the bitch? Whose the bitch?

Now ask ur self whose the bitch? Whose the bitch? Whose the bitch?

You gota ask your self whose the bitch? Whose the bitch? You the bitch! 

Bia-bia-bia-biatch

You the bitch! 

Bia-bia-bia-biatch

You the bitch! 



What the fuck is wrong with me?

Bia-bia-biatch



You the bitch! 

Bia-bia-bia-biatch



I killed some body

Wha the fuck?! 

Over a bitch 

wha wha wha what the fuck?!

What the fuck?!

And I can’t believe I did that shit 

O-over a bitch

Bitch bitch bitch



Now I’m doin forty years over this hoe

Fuck this bitch fuck-fuck-fuck this bitch 

Over this shit head bitch I don’t even know

Any mooore 



DAMN!


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