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Skeleton and T
Your boy DJ P
AUL, K-Whip
I'm not her, I'm not him (Fuck 'em)
Bust that cap back
One in the chamber, bust that cap back
Uh huh
What it do, boy?
What it do, boy?
You a hoe nigga so I bust your cap back
Put one in the chamber, pull that gat back
When I snap I'm taking off a nigga's snapback
And I'm dickin' on your hoe, I bust her cap back
Uh huh
Bust that cap back
Bust that cap back
Bust that cap back
Bust that cap back
Bust that cap back
Bust that cap back
Bust that cap back
I blow the brains out your fitted cap
Turn it to a snapback
Choppa flip you like a spatula
It ain't no flippin' back
Shawty fine, ass fat
And she make me clap back
Gave me her cap
But she didn't get no cap back
Now I heard you snitchin' on them sellers
You a rat, you a teller
Hit you with that rat-a-tata
Rat-a-tata, rat-a-tata
Bust your ass like a matter
On the wall, blood spatter
You can say that squash and shit
'Cause right now it don't matter
Bad bitch, you know I'm thatta
Nigga, I ain't have to sweat her
I was dickin' on that hoe the first night that I met her
Nigga ran down with your sack
And you ain't get your sack back
I heard they clapped at your ass
And you ain't even clap back
You a hoe nigga so I bust your cap back
Put one in the chamber, pull that gat back
When I snap I'm taking off a nigga's snapback
And I'm dickin' on your hoe, I bust her cap back
Uh huh
Bust that cap back
Bust that cap back
Bust that cap back
Bust that cap back
Bust that cap back
Bust that cap back
Bust that cap back
One in the chamber
One in the chamber
Three-fifth revolver
Always one in the chamber
I'm feelin' that hammer back
Y'all niggas always feelin' that rat-rat
I'ma lay your ass down too flat
I'ma put the bullet in your head from the back
Get head from your girl and fuck her ass from the back
Then I'ma make her take me to your stash
For the longest I've been lookin' for that
We on mob shit
I don't make it a habit to steal and rob shit
You had to come with that bullshit
Ain't talkin' about that puppet
You never even should've pushed it
You know how quick I really push it
I'm pullin' out Glocks with the flick of the wrist
Lay 'em down, spray 'em down, I'm too good at this shit
And your hoe ain't even mad at this shit
To really be honest she kinda glad at this shit
All hoes love a real nigga
Fuck love, fuck all this marriage shit
You a hoe nigga so I bust your cap back
Put one in the chamber, pull that gat back
When I snap I'm taking off a nigga's snapback
And I'm dickin' on your hoe, I bust her cap back
Uh huh
Bust that cap back
Bust that cap back
Bust that cap back
Bust that cap back
Bust that cap back
Bust that cap back
Bust that cap back
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