Correction Lyrics Fuck 12 by BlueBucksClan

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Three b*t*hes layin' with me, this sh*t king-sized (Sh*t king-sized)
Got Azul for the hoes, I?don't?drink wine (I?don't drink wine)
Got me seein' spaceships?on the East side (On the East side)
Bought an eight, n***as tryna squeeze a deuce out me (Goddamn)
With your b*t*h, yeah, she tryna squeeze the juice out me (Squeeze the juice out me, Nike Boy)
N***as tryna link, but this week, I'm all booked up (Yeah, I'm booked up, Omega)
Me and DJ back in blue, I got the hookup (I got the hookup)
N***a damn near start a fire how I cook up (How I cook up)

Twenty plates, we at Fleming's, it's a potluck (It's a potluck)
F**k 12, yeah, we finna f**k a cop up (Beat his a**)
Told her suck it 'til I bust, make me lock up (Finna lock up)
Too many hoes, I gotta move, one might pop up (Goddamn)
Too many hundreds, all these blues, who gon' stop us? (It ain't gon' stop)
Ring the bell, we got Azul, she just got drunk (Hit the bell)
Smelled your pack, this ain't hemp, this is not Runtz (This ain't hemp)

Oh, I thought a n***a with no b*t*hes said somethin' (That's what I thought)
I can't leave this b*t*h alone, she be head-huntin' (I can't do it)
Rap n***as mad at me, but ain't did nothin' (N***as lame)
I was bad as hell, every week, she got a wig comin' (Every week)
Tryna knock you down, I ain't tryna build nothin' (Hell nah)
Treat these old-a** n***as like my lil' cousin (Lil' n***a)
Callin' n***as big homies who ain't did nothin' (Lil' n***a)
I ain't know she meant the world to you, you should've said somethin' (You should've said somethin')
N***as hate me over hoes who don't mean nothin' (They don't mean nothin')
Motorola, been had hoes before my screen touchin' (Been had hoes)
Sendin' hoes to get a soda, I got lean comin' (I got lean)
My b*t*h mad my old b*t*h here, she mean muggin' (She mean muggin')
Yeah, I saw her, but I act like I ain't see nothin' (I ain't see it)
Pull up in a Cullinan, ain't no Jeep comin' (Ain't no Jeep)
All the strippers came to work, they heard we comin' (Yeah, it's us)
I'ma probably leave this b*t*h if I peep somethin' (Yeah, I peep)

Took my chance with this b*t*h, you might could be somethin' (Might could be somethin')
B*t*h been blowin' up my phone since like three somethin' (What you want?)
I just hit her with "Okay," I ain't read nothin' (Yeah, okay)
I'm just squeezin' on her a** while we in public (We in public)

I done broke a b*t*h's heart, wasn't sad about it (F**k it)
I just scuffed the f**k out my shoes, wasn't mad about it (I don't give a f**k)
Count a twenty all in her face, don't ask about it (Don't ask)
From the East and Anaheim, she ain't gettin' gas up out me (She ain't get no gas)

I don't know these n***as, why the f**k you n***as askin' 'bout me? (Who is y'all?)
Gotta keep a clean bad b*t*h, ain't no trash around me (No trash)
All these b*t*hes beggin' me to f**k so they can brag about me (B*t*h gon' brag)
Kickin' b*t*hes out, I told her, "Go and tell your daddy 'bout me" (Get your daddy 'bout me)
(Nike Boy)
(Omega)

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