Lil amp mafia - Purgin (feat. Lil cam cam & Sheisty) Lyrics

Grown bitches makin' money, what you hoes doin'
Been to smoke a backwood, what the bros doin'
All you bitches in the club, what you hoes doin'
Why you bitches shakin' ass, you be lookin' stupid

Alright, bitch, you thought you had it
Try to take my man, stupid bitch, you know it's too late
I be in the kitchen with the sugar, whippin' Kool-Aid
Stab a bitch up in her gut, now she need a Band-Aid

Cryin' out for help, now that bitch need a first aid
She need vitamins, what the f*ck, she drinkin' Gatorade
She got gonorrhea, STDs, and a lot of AIDS
Bitches wanna race, but I come in first place

Got a lot of money, you can see I do this often
Try to take it from me, put a nigga in a coffin
Shots to his chest, got a little nigga coughin
You a small fry, little nigga, you a crawfish

Ha, yeah, where your mom at
Steppin' on you while I walk in, you a doormat
F*ck a T-shirt, I'ma put this nigga on a hat
Shorty in my back, give me head, I don't wanna ask

I'm right here, nigga, damn, where the f*ck is all the gas
Shorty makin' me mad, she ain't givin' me no ass
Let me spin through his block, turn that nigga to some gas
Then he ran, then he flopped, so I shot him in his ass

Damn, where the f*ck is Blicky at
Tell the little pussy boy to come and get his Blicky back
Skinny bitch with no ass, boy, I had to pass that
That nigga down bad, he like, amp, let me smash that

Brown skin bitch, nice face, I'ma crack that
New bill comin' in the mail, attach that
Shorty said she pregnant with my baby, movin' past that
I ain't even with the S.R.T., I'ma crash that

Leavin' nigga leaguin' like a f*ckin' cracked pumpkin
Run up, in the pussy with the ball tim dunkin
Tell me why these niggas cappin', everybody bluffin
Call your ass a blueberry, you f*ckin' muffin

Damn, nigga, where the muffin man
Pop two Perk 30s, I hit the Perky dance
Bitch got rejected, the dope deserved me dancin
That shit with my pole in the air, that's the Earth be dancin

Ayo, Seisty, where the f*ck is Cam Cam at, nigga
Ayo, hold on, bro, ayo, let me get her
Ayo, come here, where you at, cop
Come back, bitches

You thought I was, ah, f*ck
You thought I was goin' psych, nah, get clapped, bitch
Pull a pistol, pack a psych, nah, we got max, bitch
Brody on our block every day, get whacked, bitch

Niggas wanna jack lil' beef, don't jack shit
Niggas talkin' shit, y'all remember that lil' hat kid
Feelin' like a duds, lil' nigga, up jack shit
Fill him up with slugs, lil' nigga, injection

Shot him in his chest twelve times, resurrect him
Feelin' like a teacher in a school, that's a pop quiz
ST, damn
STB, lil' nigga, stay in our business