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Death Date Lyrics by Bbyafricka

2021

[Intro]
Dirty Sosa
Nigga think he leavin' me
Hey, hey

[Chorus]
Nigga under three spells, he think he leavin' me
Nigga, you a joke, you're a player, you can't beat me
Nigga, I'm a hoe, so you know that I been cheatin'
I been gettin' money, and I know you niggas see it
All my exes hate me, think they mad 'cause I ain't ugly
Maybe that's 'cause I'm the shit and all these niggas dusty
This year I ain't sparin' shit, niggas gettin' robbed
Break a nigga down, you would think that it's my job

[Verse]
Take, take, take, yeah, bitch, I'm actin' greedy
Nigga tried to play me but forgot that I ain't green
You forgot I had the addy, bеt you'll turn into a dream
And I know where your granny stays, so plеase don't play with me
Nigga hate me so much, you would think that I'm his baby mama
I just cooked a baby, took the baby to the baby doctor
I'ma make ya hate me, I'm a nut, and I'm in all the drama
Short dick, couldn't even reach my super soaker starter
I don't know why these niggas actin' so surprised
Know that I'm a hoe and you can see it in my eyes
I don't give a fuck, and therefore I don't gotta lie
Don't be actin' tough, nigga, mama made you cry
He made me so mad, I started wishin' he would die
If I see you with a new bitch, I'ma make the bitch mine
Schizo bitch, I'ma stab you in the eye
I hope you choke on a Perc, and I hope that you die
Not the bitch you bring around your man 'cause I'ma fuck him
Might fuck him for revenge, I'ma fuck him just to fuck him
Suck dick too good, nigga think I love him
Nigga, you're a bitch, wrack 'em like your fuckin' mother
Brand new titties, I ain't fuckin' under covers
Brand new nigga, so I know to use a rubber
How you let me run off twice? Nigga, you was suckin' it
Yeah, you's a bitch, probably learned it from your mother, hey

[Chorus]
Nigga under three spells, he think he leavin' me
Nigga, you a joke, you're a player, you can't beat me
Nigga, I'm a hoe, so you know that I been cheatin'
I been gettin' money, and I know you niggas see it
All my exes hate me, think they mad 'cause I ain't ugly
Maybe that's 'cause I'm the shit and all these niggas dusty
This year I ain't sparin' shit, niggas gettin' robbed
Break a nigga down, you would think that it's my job
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About “Death Date” by Bbyafricka

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