Correction Paroles f*ck Girl par Domo Wilson

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Yeah, uh, this the f**k girl anthem, heh
Y'all n***** can be f**k boys?
We can be f**k girls, ya feel?

I no longer give a f**k and I be living it
Make that n**** give me sloppy top but I ain't giving it
Freaky b*t*h but when we out in public I be innocent
Used to cry over n***** now I play 'em like an instrument
N***** be so saucy when I dog 'em
Walk 'em in the park and then pretend I never saw them
I never text 'em back and back and guaranteed I'm not gon' call 'em
His bestie's looking fine so I'm a sl*t because I want all 'em, damn

It's a hot girl summer on my city girl sh*t
Thirty inches in my head I'm on some pretty girl sh*t
I ain't never gave a f**k I'm on my pretty girl sh*t
I got a baddie she be on her itty bitty girl sh*t
N***** always talkin' sh*t 'cause they be biased
f**king hella girls but when we f**k y'all it's a riot
Body shaming women 'cause we living it man be quiet
This ain't the 1900s, n****, don't you f**king try it, b*t*h, b*t*h

I'on really wanna be no wife
So n**** do you wanna chill tonight? Uh, yeah
f**k you good and it feels so right
But I'ma ghost you to be real tonight, yuh, yuh

I'on never need a n**** b*t*h I'm what a n**** need
I'ma be fine if you leave but when I leave a n**** bleed
Yes indeed get a n**** begging me to plant his seed, n**** please
f**k you missionary then I f**king leave
I heard you curious but I don't take none of you n***** serious
Delirious do what I want making you n***** furious on period
I'm single b*t*h I don't think that you hearing it
No fearing it say what you want but I ain't ever clearing it
'Cause I don't give a f**k so go on and talk your sh*t
Y'all be yapping on the internet I block your sh*t
But when y'all see me I'll be friendly but I'll rock your sh*t
I heard your girl she think I'm sexy so I got your b*t*h
And I remember running outta gas living outta Indy
Now I make a pretty penny travel sh*t to any city
I'm a boss b*t*h don't care how much it cost b*t*h
You lose me it's your loss b*t*h you know I got the sauce b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h

I'on really wanna be no wife
So n**** do you wanna chill tonight? Uh, yeah
f**k you good and it feels so right
But I'ma ghost you to be real tonight, uh

All my independent b*t*hes who don't need no man
I need ya all to f**king raise your hand, ayy
And to my women who be living any way they can
And you don't need no one to understand
And all my independent b*t*hes who don't need no man
I need ya all to f**king raise your hand, ayy
And to my women who be living any way they can
And you don't need no one to understand
Don't do it b*t*h

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