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Burn Notice Video (MV)




Performed By: Jimmy $wank
Language: English
Length: 2:35
Written by: WIlliam Taylor Jr.




Jimmy $wank - Burn Notice Lyrics




I tell a bitch to shut the f*ck up and eat the dick up
I tell that bitch to slow the f*ck up for she get the hiccups
I tell that bitch to call a ride before she make me sicker
When that bitch left, man, she went live and she was with her nigga
I close my eyes and pick my dick up
Bitch get out my building
She always mad cause I be busy
Bitch go get some business
And imma sign this f*cking deal and deal with all these niggas
I treat this shit like its a job and ima make a killiig
I'm burning bridges
Burning swishers
You just burning bitches
The judge was tryna burn my nigga so he burnt the witness
I heard you riding for that nigga you gone burn with him
I'm tryna wrap that nigga head up like a burn victim
Burn notice

My bitch wear a rag so I call her Tupac
She ain't gotta ask
We gone f*ck til 2 o'clock
I don't like yo man
He be talking like a cop
I cannot get jammed sorta like you do a Glock
Look, My bitch wear a rag so I call her Tupac
She ain't gotta ask
We gone f*ck til 2 o'clock
I don't like yo man
He be talking like a cop
I cannot get jammed sorta like you do a Glock

I cannot get jammed sorta like you do a Glock, look
How yo nigga ran
He ain't even use the Glock, look
Knock it out his pants
How the f*ck you lose the Glock
Time to use the hands
You know like how you use a clock
You ever had to use a chop
You ever had lose the cops
You ever thought you had the drop, now niggas shooting at the car
You ever robbed a nigga bare face, so they know who you are
You ever went to get some pussy, and you see yo f*cking opps
Bitch

My bitch wear a rag so I call her Tupac
She ain't gotta ask
We gone f*ck til 2 o'clock
I don't like yo man
He be talking like a cop
I cannot get jammed sorta like you do a Glock
Look, My bitch wear a rag so I call her Tupac
She ain't gotta ask
We gone f*ck til 2 o'clock
I don't like yo man
He be talking like a cop
I cannot get jammed sorta like you do a Glock
My bitch wear a rag so I call her Tupac
(Y'all know what the f*ck going on)
I don't like yo man
He be talking like a cop
(Peso two times. Tuck yo tail nigga or go to hell)
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I tell a bitch to shut the f*ck up and eat the dick up
I tell that bitch to slow the f*ck up for she get the hiccups
I tell that bitch to call a ride before she make me sicker
When that bitch left, man, she went live and she was with her nigga
I close my eyes and pick my dick up
Bitch get out my building
She always mad cause I be busy
Bitch go get some business
And imma sign this f*cking deal and deal with all these niggas
I treat this shit like its a job and ima make a killiig
I'm burning bridges
Burning swishers
You just burning bitches
The judge was tryna burn my nigga so he burnt the witness
I heard you riding for that nigga you gone burn with him
I'm tryna wrap that nigga head up like a burn victim
Burn notice

My bitch wear a rag so I call her Tupac
She ain't gotta ask
We gone f*ck til 2 o'clock
I don't like yo man
He be talking like a cop
I cannot get jammed sorta like you do a Glock
Look, My bitch wear a rag so I call her Tupac
She ain't gotta ask
We gone f*ck til 2 o'clock
I don't like yo man
He be talking like a cop
I cannot get jammed sorta like you do a Glock

I cannot get jammed sorta like you do a Glock, look
How yo nigga ran
He ain't even use the Glock, look
Knock it out his pants
How the f*ck you lose the Glock
Time to use the hands
You know like how you use a clock
You ever had to use a chop
You ever had lose the cops
You ever thought you had the drop, now niggas shooting at the car
You ever robbed a nigga bare face, so they know who you are
You ever went to get some pussy, and you see yo f*cking opps
Bitch

My bitch wear a rag so I call her Tupac
She ain't gotta ask
We gone f*ck til 2 o'clock
I don't like yo man
He be talking like a cop
I cannot get jammed sorta like you do a Glock
Look, My bitch wear a rag so I call her Tupac
She ain't gotta ask
We gone f*ck til 2 o'clock
I don't like yo man
He be talking like a cop
I cannot get jammed sorta like you do a Glock
My bitch wear a rag so I call her Tupac
(Y'all know what the f*ck going on)
I don't like yo man
He be talking like a cop
(Peso two times. Tuck yo tail nigga or go to hell)
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Writer: WIlliam Taylor Jr.
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