Correction Paroles Britney Spears par Ricky Hil

Featuring(s) : OTL Beezy

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[Chorus: Ricky Hil]
Fantasize, I wanna disappear
And I smoke a L and I sip a beer
I know the cops won't get me here
I shave my head every day like I'm Britney Spears

[Verse]
I know my haters hope I lose my tone
But I'm Ricky Hoe, I know I fucking won't
Don't burn me, bury me
I want my loved ones that strong to carry me

The bitch said:"If you don't want me to have your baby, then why you cum in me?"
And then the devil said:"If you don't want me to live here, then why you summon me?"
I just say:"I wanna kill more, 'cause they makе fun of me. Now come with me."

I got Satan sitting undеr me
God above me and a hoe making love to me
I tell her "Get off me", when she try to cuddle me
I lay down and the bitch gonna straddle me
I fall asleep and them demons tryna battle me
They want a rivalry, but ain't nobody high as me
I wanna die with me, 'cause she keep waving bye to me
She don't hear me, that's Satan tryna body me
I'm the prince of the darkness, but colder
'Cause I got a fucking chip on my shoulder
Young bitch, you make me bored
Ricky ride Impala not a Honda Accord
I wanna put lead through my brain
Everything you said to me, still feel the same

[Verse:OTL Beezy]
Every day I go brazy like I'm Britney Spears
Every day, I shave my head like I'm Britney Spears

Got a Glock [?] like I'm Britney Spears
Caught that n**** lacking, then I tat' a tear
[?] with choppas, make these n**** fear
They say "It get better", but it still feel the same
Pouring pints of lean, tryna ease this pain
Every day I thank the devil for this cocaine
And breaking shit down, we gon' sell the whole thing
Caught that n**** lacking, she he busts his brains
Fantasies of suicide, so I let it bang
Bitch I'm fresh to death, like I kill myself
I stay popping percs, it's bad for my health
I'm a sad boy, I got tatted tears
Got the n***** scared, I'm who these n***** fear
I was born from pain, I'm hurting every year
Pull up on opp, we gon' empty clips
Got a new Glock, that bitch on my hip
In the kitchen whipping with a bad bitch
But she a sad bitch, she just slid her wrist
Bitch, I'm sad too, so come and suck this dick
I just sold my soul, for like fifty bricks

[Chorus: Ricky Hil]
Fantasize, I wanna disappear
And I smoke a L and I sip a beer
I know the cops won't get me here
I shave my head every day like I'm Britney Spears

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