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Hide & Seek
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Justina Valentine
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Hide and go seek You bitter hoes weak Can’t ride a d**k or a beat Imagine bein slicker than me b*t*hes is sheep I call them hoes little Bo Peep Don’t care if they deep They been intimidated so they always keep distance from me See I’m killing dudes So I get my Carole Bask on Been a masquerade hoe go head and leave your mask on I don’t wanna know what’s behind that Business is booming so Imma just mind that Hatin on my track but I bet you rewind that Hot flow not yours, know where to find that Original, no subliminal, shorty really lyrical, the way I’m killing y’all it should be criminal See you at the pinnacle, my digital is critical, I bust down every syllable, just for the f**king principle Now the word on the street is they tryna beat me ew we, who’s she ? That was a good try ABCDEFG double OD, stick a fork in her she’s done tell her goodbye Couldn’t see my wordplay on my worst day Let them wa wa wa have a good cry If you thought you was doper then go thank you dealer You supposed to 'cause that was a good high You a fiend for the flow Get a scheme for the low You a meme at the most Have you seen her You be skeezin for doe I be feastin on hoes I’m a beast and you know, Justina Imma catch these fish Lightening quick When they bite my sh*t Piranha I’ma twist my tits Hit these licks, kiss your b*t*h sh*t, Hip Hop, Madonna I don’t do it for no accolades 'Cause after Sway I had these rappers mad at me And they don’t have to feel me Imma masturbate I’m the main event hoe You the matinée Now we trapped in the trap So it’s back to rap Attack these tracks And ima drop back to back I’m up to bat that’s a fact get my ass to clap Stack some racks Tell my man to grab the gat Who iller Red head killer Even in a drout Imma get that skrilla Hot toddy, cleanse my body The box on gold Getting rich like Roddy So you better bring the ambulance Damnit man, you sweeter than some candied yams I’m hand to hand in the land like Jackie Chan I rack the grands I'm getting green like Packer fans If you thought you could knock her just 'cause of her knockers Or thought you could rock her, you off of your rocker Just go see a doctor to fix you up proper A penny for my thots, you b*t*hes is copper These birds wanna flock her I turn up like Waka I’m hitting these punches just like I’m boxer Your girl wanna box her I’m gettin this work so just make sure you clock her
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