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R.I.P. (Feat. Ashnikko)

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R.I.P. (Feat. Ashnikko)

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Uh, uh

I got a few bad bitches and they loyal to me

Take a bullet for your mama, take a punch to the cheek

My bitches expensive, your bitches is cheap

I get my bitches tiaras, yeah, they so royal to me

You can give me and my bitches cunnilingus, yeah

Don't be a scaredy-cat, use more than two fingers, yeah

If you wanna get me off, use a Jesus cross

Pussy holy, pussy God, suck the clit and get lost

Put respect on my check

R.I.P. when we sex

Make it rain, make it wet

This is solo, no duet

R.I.P., R.I.P.

R.I.P., R.I.P.

R.I.P. to me and all of my friends

R.I.P. to me and all of my friends

R.I.P., R.I.P.

Eat my pussy at my funeral

Eulogy into my booty hole

Pay your respect, I'm the priestess of sluts (that's right)

Look at my neck, diamond, penis, and nuts

Me and Satan are besties, my plot in Hell is secured (rrah)

I'm cozy in the flamin' pits, a bitch should be scared

Throw bouquets my way, watch my body decay

Six feet under I stay, so go shit and piss on my grave (do it)

Put respect on my check

R.I.P. when we sex

Make it rain, make it wet

This is solo, no duet

R.I.P., R.I.P.

R.I.P., R.I.P.

R.I.P. to me and all of my friends

R.I.P. to me and all of my friends

R.I.P., R.I.P.

Bitch a demon debutante, tiara made of blood

Oh, how she likes to make believe that she knows how to love

Diva diabolical, she's just havin' fun

She eats him with her pussy teeth right after she cums

It's a three-course dinner, man, meat, soup, salad

Baby, she's a winner, drinkin' blood from a chalice

Our sweet darlin' baby girl, what did she become?

Forever reigning queen of the creepy bitches club

Put respect on my check

R.I.P. when we sex

Make it rain, make it wet

This is solo, no duet

R.I.P., R.I.P.

R.I.P., R.I.P.

R.I.P. to me and all of my friends

R.I.P. to me and all of my friends

R.I.P., R.I.P.

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