I just saw your bitch
She said she like the way I taste
If you trippin over shorty
Got the 40 on my waist
And we sippin pounds of potion
Look like lotion on her face
You can show up at my place
I leave you dead and beat the case nigga
F*ck up out my face nigga
Racks up in the case nigga
Blow it on your bitch to see her strip
Then fill the safe nigga
Heard the way you rap
And you will never win the race nigga
You a copy paste nigga
Breathing what a waste nigga
Breathing
Inhaling money and exhaling bullets
Screaming
I'm nailing honeys and I aim at mullets
Teasing
Give me a minute and I bet I pull it
She's in
For the weekend
I f*ck so many bitches my bitches
Befriend my other bitches
Tucking wit my switches no switching
I shoot you bet I'm swishing
Gave her 3 wishes she wished for
2 of me and 3 more wishes
Shot at a misses no misses miss me
She said she my mistress
Beat it up then hit the mall
Told her you can get it all
She looked confused
She never seen a nigga really ball
Ironic she date a hooper
But that shit ain't lasting long
She getting calls
Simultaneously I'm in her draws
I told her answer the phone
She sitting lying laughing doing wrong
She in my home
Saying I miss you and I'm alone
She slipped out a moan
My fingers wet but he ain't hear it tho
She bend over low
We quiet f*cking he ain't even know
I just saw your bitch
She said she like the way I taste
If you trippin over shorty
Got the 40 on my waist
And we sippin pounds of potion
Look like lotion on her face
You can show up at my place
I leave you dead and beat the case nigga
F*ck up out my face nigga
Racks up in the case nigga
Blow it on your bitch to see her strip
Then fill the safe nigga
Heard the way you rap
And you will never win the race nigga
You a copy paste nigga
Breathing what a waste nigga
King Mar - Ur Girl Lyrics
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I just saw your bitch
She said she like the way I taste
If you trippin over shorty
Got the 40 on my waist
And we sippin pounds of potion
Look like lotion on her face
You can show up at my place
I leave you dead and beat the case nigga
F*ck up out my face nigga
Racks up in the case nigga
Blow it on your bitch to see her strip
Then fill the safe nigga
Heard the way you rap
And you will never win the race nigga
You a copy paste nigga
Breathing what a waste nigga
Breathing
Inhaling money and exhaling bullets
Screaming
I'm nailing honeys and I aim at mullets
Teasing
Give me a minute and I bet I pull it
She's in
For the weekend
I f*ck so many bitches my bitches
Befriend my other bitches
Tucking wit my switches no switching
I shoot you bet I'm swishing
Gave her 3 wishes she wished for
2 of me and 3 more wishes
Shot at a misses no misses miss me
She said she my mistress
Beat it up then hit the mall
Told her you can get it all
She looked confused
She never seen a nigga really ball
Ironic she date a hooper
But that shit ain't lasting long
She getting calls
Simultaneously I'm in her draws
I told her answer the phone
She sitting lying laughing doing wrong
She in my home
Saying I miss you and I'm alone
She slipped out a moan
My fingers wet but he ain't hear it tho
She bend over low
We quiet f*cking he ain't even know
I just saw your bitch
She said she like the way I taste
If you trippin over shorty
Got the 40 on my waist
And we sippin pounds of potion
Look like lotion on her face
You can show up at my place
I leave you dead and beat the case nigga
F*ck up out my face nigga
Racks up in the case nigga
Blow it on your bitch to see her strip
Then fill the safe nigga
Heard the way you rap
And you will never win the race nigga
You a copy paste nigga
Breathing what a waste nigga
She said she like the way I taste
If you trippin over shorty
Got the 40 on my waist
And we sippin pounds of potion
Look like lotion on her face
You can show up at my place
I leave you dead and beat the case nigga
F*ck up out my face nigga
Racks up in the case nigga
Blow it on your bitch to see her strip
Then fill the safe nigga
Heard the way you rap
And you will never win the race nigga
You a copy paste nigga
Breathing what a waste nigga
Breathing
Inhaling money and exhaling bullets
Screaming
I'm nailing honeys and I aim at mullets
Teasing
Give me a minute and I bet I pull it
She's in
For the weekend
I f*ck so many bitches my bitches
Befriend my other bitches
Tucking wit my switches no switching
I shoot you bet I'm swishing
Gave her 3 wishes she wished for
2 of me and 3 more wishes
Shot at a misses no misses miss me
She said she my mistress
Beat it up then hit the mall
Told her you can get it all
She looked confused
She never seen a nigga really ball
Ironic she date a hooper
But that shit ain't lasting long
She getting calls
Simultaneously I'm in her draws
I told her answer the phone
She sitting lying laughing doing wrong
She in my home
Saying I miss you and I'm alone
She slipped out a moan
My fingers wet but he ain't hear it tho
She bend over low
We quiet f*cking he ain't even know
I just saw your bitch
She said she like the way I taste
If you trippin over shorty
Got the 40 on my waist
And we sippin pounds of potion
Look like lotion on her face
You can show up at my place
I leave you dead and beat the case nigga
F*ck up out my face nigga
Racks up in the case nigga
Blow it on your bitch to see her strip
Then fill the safe nigga
Heard the way you rap
And you will never win the race nigga
You a copy paste nigga
Breathing what a waste nigga
Writer: Lamar Todd
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