Somebody gave me a fuckin' doll for Christmas G And they named this shit Kash Doll I don't play with dolls, I wanna rip this bitch head off right now lets go
Ayo Big Bird how you feeling? What happen to the climbing poles to the ceiling? Now you wanna sneak diss while admiring? You should take a look at yo environment Cause all my niggas convicts, wake up wanting conflict So you know they clappin' any fucking ratchet that I tell em Bitch this a bomb flick Looking at that lipo I think something need to be fixed And you can mention me one more time When you made more than one hit Cause this the Windy City ain't shit pretty, you gone have to toughen up Drop a line of hoes going straight down yo chest like a buttonup Chiraq my city you cannot handle bro Jump out on business like I'm a manual Walk through any block I'm a lost animal Split her down the middle like a camel toe After I pull up she gone need a doctor I'm at her door like go home Roger Just to show out like niggas in new J's Trick girl and scout I'm tighter than new braids See Kash Doll, I mean Trash Doll Bitch you don't even know me No face, no case, so I can't even use emoji's (Its too late fuck a debate) Crack her head with her own mixtape The day you to get out of pocket, bitch eyes a be out of socket How the fuck do you got options? When you be on the pole for the profit? Reminding, I'm glad yo outfits be shiny Bitch I got that poison Ivy If Trash Doll on the mic I'll take her light like Steph with Riley (She prolly ain't even catch that, you know bitches don't use they brain no more, they give it though) Do a 360, with a clean hitta, let a bullet hit her and sting shit Warm up yo ass on some Spring shit When the law come I do not speak English You don't know what you started, but ch-ch you a target I'll pledge allegiance but I'm heartless Plant another body in my garden Miss slurp that dick till it cum will make yo name smaller than a crumb I'll chew you up and then spit you out Like you shit but a piece of gum Started from the bottom stripping yo way up Thought she was Ronald McDonald with all of that makeup Got to come deeper, bye Felicia, I mean Keisha You a stripper hoe get it on the floor Probably never owned a fucking Visa
You fake booty bitch, fake titty bitch Who can't fucking rap, I could teach you some shit All you had to do was ask bruh, all you had to do was ask I got the answers bitch! C'mon man looking like Dave Chapelle C'mon man C'mon man Get the fuck outta here man I'm done with this bitch!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
