BURR lyrics : "Lil bitches (part 2)"
Talkin' bout beatin meat
But you don't got no meat to beat
I don't needa beat, cause I get #~!!@
Something you'll never see
I'll shoot you with my pistol
My hollow tips won't whistle
I'll hit you with a missile like a SCUD
Your rhymes $#&@in suck
Your $#&@in trash
Get your face out of your dads $$#
Since we're talking about moms
Tell your mom thanks for last night
(Oh) *And she forgot her thong*
Oh
So (*##$ you wanna fight
So far you seem like a $#&@in !@()
I don't even know why I even waste my time
You just can't $#&@ing rhyme so quit tryin
[Verse 2]
Want me to spit it I will hit it
Cause you can't diss worth %#@!
Want me to flip it I can rip it any style you want
I'm in the corner like Ripken boy
With a 40 Cal Ripken boy, rip ya boy
Flow makin you wanna go
Cause your flow is slow
So next time you speak flow
You should know
How much your momma's a ho
And I know how you and J-Bo are !@$)s
Why else would he be $#&@in you up the $$#
And everytime he whispers in your ear you shiver
So now everyone will know that your a queer
I don't care what you think about me
I don't care if you doubt me
Your not me, So quit $#&@in your daddy
[Verse 3]
So you think your shoes cost more than my house did
Nah. My house cost more than your life did
Your parents probably divorced
Cause your moms a !@^%
I remember last night I had butt naked on the floor
Then I ate her #~!!@ like shrimp and pork
Then she rode on my dick like she was on a horse
For some odd reason I wanted more
But she did it so long that my dick got sore
So I said $#&@ it
Then I bent her over and $#&@ed her more
Ha Ha
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