Correction Paroles Dont Like Me par Renni Rucci

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They mad
Somebody get them a tissue

I heard I got a hating hoe upset
The way I'm shining
See my diamonds
Got invisible sets
See me climbing to the top
Now these b*t*hes depressed
They tried to hold they nuts on me
So I stood in they chest (b*t*h)
B*t*h you broke and I'm balling
The n***a got me saved in his phone under Spalding
Pretty clean pu**y
Look like the b*t*h bought it
Ima let him eat it once now the n***a keep calling
(F**k you want?)
I wake up early just to sh*t on a b*t*h
Baguettes fighting on my wrist
Louis V on the fit
Got your n***a fanned out-He trynna take him a pic
Said I'm the trillest and the realist
Wanna throw me the d**k
(Come get your hoe)
The way I'm dripping
I be walking on water
-He call me god
They know I'm really with the sh*t I be kicking
Aye no façade
Said you model but you really be tricking
You need a job
I left the strip club and ran up a ticket
I'm living large
(Chorus)
I know these b*t*hes don't like me
I been a cold b*t*h
Now a b*t*h really icy
Ran me up a bag so he know the pu**y pricey
Got these b*t*hes mad
All they n***as wanna wife me
I know this money turn him on
He a groupie
I don't f**k broke d**k
Nah this pu**y bougie
I need me a hood rich n***a
I'm choosey
Clutching on his strap while he gripping on my booty

I'm really having my way
Picking up backends from Friday to Friday
My n***a got a strap in, I dare a b*t*h to try me
I'm a young turnt b*t*h tell your hoe stand beside me
Wanna see a dead body?
I be really killing these b*t*hes
I'm In my bag
Told em ‘I don't see no compet**ion’
I'm on they a**
Say they big, but they know who the “biggest”
Ain't gotta brag
How you hype cause you f**king a n***a I already had
(Stupid)
All this water on a b*t*h
A hoe could get rich
(Splash)
Say they really popping on the gram but I ain't convinced
How you self made?
Without a n***a you ain't got sh*t
I'm a real boss b*t*h don't need a n***a for the least bit
I bust my rollie down
I can't tell the time no more
Throw my wrist up
Just so I can blind a hoe
Got this n***a on my phone, trynna beg me to come home
But I'm sorry baby I ain't trynna wife no hoe
(Chorus)
I know these b*t*hes don't like me
I been a cold b*t*h
Now a b*t*h really icy
Ran me up a bag so he know the pu**y pricey
Got these b*t*hes mad
All they n***as wanna wife me
I know this money turn him on
He a groupie
I don't f**k broke d**k
Nah this pu**y bougie
I need me a hood rich n***a
I'm choosey
Clutching on his strap while he gripping on my booty

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