Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
Telling themselves they ugly
Lost my nigga over nothing though
Which itty bitty whiny hoe
I miss you at my recent show
You fuck around and get killed hoe
I not chasing no hoe
In the club like fuck it, though
We just slapped the ugly rat.
Yeah see i let my nigga hit that
I'll start an invasion with ugly caucasians
Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips
Who real bitches check me out though
Now this is to the hoe…
I'll bust in your tummy!! even if your ugly?!
Did the best i could, raised in insanity
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