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Potty Mouth (feat. Busta Rhymes)

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Potty Mouth (feat. Busta Rhymes)

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Arrghh, uh one shot, bomboclat

B!tches jumping on my d!ck, hopping like it's hopscotch

Booty pop, my bitch don't wear that she prolly ass shots

I don't give a f-ck, I f-ck em all till they p-ssy ouch

Potty mouth, oochie while he bang, bang then I'm out

Once upon a f-ckin time, had your bitch up in my house

Cooking grits and riding d!ck

Swear she the best chef around

Pop that p-ssy, now let me see you doo doo brown

I wanna rock, I wanna rock

Tell these b!tch niggas its they time of the month, time of the month

Niggas want beef but I eat that shit, eat eat everything well done

I'm so far in the clouds I can barely hear

All that shit you rocking, boy that was last year

Gold tear, niggas steer my style like a stop deer

Pump, fear

To you b!tches heart, Suge without the beard

Man all these new niggas weird

They all lining up to come and see the last king

I get money, I make money

I, I take money, them b!tches want it from me cus' I'm

I'm bout whatever, I'm bout whatever

I'm with whatever, man I do it, do it better

Two more shots then im out

I'mma motherf-cker and I got a potty mouth

I'm bout whatever man, I'm bout whatever man

I'm with whatever, man I do it, do it better

Man I f-cked your dime and now she's mine

2 alot cool, put the p-ssy in my palms

She put on a nigga and make a grown man cry

Feeling bullshit, I dont pay you no mind

But whats your sign?

Gemini?

Scorpio, let me f-ck from behind

However you want it baby

Light the blunts, blunts and close your eyes

Real nigga doe, real nigga doe

Gotta freak b!tch in the DBI, put me on doe

Came in the door, kicked in the door

Waiving the .44, put one, one in your blowhole

Man your paper thin, you need to take some notes

Niggas steal my lines and say they don't, there go another new quote

I'm fresh off the boat, nigga lets toast

Young money real, y'all shit just a hopes

Made a fairy tale, busy on a float

Why would I lie?

Forever under oath, i'm

So f-cking frustrated with your lady

Get a flight, I send her home

Man my love is oh so tainted

If you fine you might get diamonds, if you a five you might get nothing

I'm on my monsters, they from a moshpit

R-r-r-rock you like Nirvana, ugh

Man I be off patron like its a holiday

F-cking with them finer things, pull up on your b!tches and say

I get money, I make money

I take money, them b!tches want it from me cus' I'm

I'm bout whatever, I'm bout whatever

I'm with whatever, man I do it, do it better

Two more shots then im out

I'mma motherf-cker and I got a potty mouth

I'm bout whatever man, I'm bout whatever man

I'm with whatever, man I do it, do it better

Man I f-cked your dime

Kill in my prime

Young D, I'm freshest nigga on the line

Better man up, its about to go down

Leave you with jaw-dropped, face on the ground

Let the rain fill the molts round' my kingdom

Carved in the cement, scarred, pledge allegiance

I'mma let you leave em screaming

Dreaming just to get by

Girl you so fly, why you so high?

Two more shots then I'm out

I'mma motherf-cker, gotta potty mouth

I'm bout whatever, I'm bout whatever

Man I do it, do it better

All bad b!tches in my house

I'mma motherf-ck then I kick her out

I'm bout whatever, I'm bout whatever

Man I do it, do it better

Cannibal, I eat you raw meat

I'm raw with beats

So scavenger with it, nigga look like jaws with feet

You don't want it b!tch

Y'all niggas know I give, tell me what you want

Listen close, your up in, how the beat get ugly when a motherf-cker come through?

Excuse me b!tch

Will these niggas tell these b!tches let a nigga do what he do?

Movie shit, that Tech make a niggas wanna vomit spit

You niggas already knew

She keep on fighting niggas, then I'm lighting up another city,

Got her fighting till they get the biting, they we getting gritty

See the time and now a nigga climbing up another milli,

Then we shining till a nigga blauw or till it kills me?

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