Correction Paroles Dirty Talk par Biv

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Set to my case, wanna let it pop, pop, pop
Face no trace when escape, pop, pop, pop
F**ka go froze ice, pop, pop, pop, pop
Go straight to the f**ka brain, pop, pop, pop
And I let the b*t*h freak
And the b*t*h gone geek
Need a problem from
I don't wanna see, see

Think we just a little different
Loved a b*t*h before but never missed it
Who was I kidding? I'm one for the distance
Don't talk at all unless it's triple digits
F**kas want problems till they can't fix it
F**kas want problems till they can't fix it
F**kas want problems till they can't fix it
B*t*h want smoke, hoe I gotchu
Bring that same pace, who goin stop you?
Living fake fake b*t*h I spot you
Feign for the digits I been locked too
Selfish as f**k, I got lists I can't cut
I got a problem to talk, b*t*h don't bring it to us
We don't fly with the f**ks, know you lookin for such
I just peep what I must, yuh
B*t*h I know it's a problem
I ain't tryna show why I got em
Everybody know how I drop in
B*t*h show face when he poppin
Tryna find ways through my process
I ain't been trippin with my progress
I'm a bit much for the digest
Watch them come up just to digress

I'm crashin, feel fantastic
Throwing hands when I get too active
B*t*hes only come around for the traction
Tryna act like I already have it
My world my own, my tragic
Thoughts been too much for action
Thoughts been too much for action
Money never came in
Private schools never handled my patience
Barely keepin up with the f**kin payment
Matter of fact we ain't never had savings
Mold on the ceiling that I'm prayin
Too much to explain, so I vacant
No lapse, I go back to the pavement
Keep my life out your mouth and ya statements

And I let the b*t*h freak
And the b*t*h gone geek
Need a problem from
I don't wanna see, see
And I let the b*t*h freak
And the b*t*h gone geek
Need a problem from
I don't wanna see, see
Set to my case, wanna let it pop, pop, pop
Face no trace when escape, pop, pop, pop
F**ka go froze ice, pop, pop, pop, pop
Go straight to the f**ka brain, pop, pop, pop
B*t*h want smoke, hoe I gotchu
Bring that same pace, who goin stop you?
Living fake fake b*t*h I spot you
Feign for the digits I been locked too

Nameless
Pu**y boy ended up brainless
B*t*h too bad, too shamless
F**k around, make a b*t*h famous
I don't wanna feel where the pain is
I don't wanna feel where the pain is
Nameless
Pu**y boy ended up brainless
Nameless
Pu**y boy ended up brainless
B*t*h too bad, too shamless
F**k around, make a b*t*h famous
I don't wanna feel where the pain is
I don't wanna feel where the pain is
Nameless
Pu**y boy ended up brainless

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