BISHOP LAMONT

BISHOP LAMONT - B-I-T-C-H lyrics

rate me

Straight like a radler, conquer like accelerate

Do not find me or you would be ?

Tell your feelings get pocha get after words

Like a wild ? trust the wild master

Inside my system there is no password

My bendo tormenter, be careful what you ask for

Death on the check, I keep sorrow what the fuck y’all doing

Phony all shit, no penny shit

Ice pick a record that sing bad on shit

Use my six sense, use my six sense

Get on the shout and get ?

Floes stop seros ?

Shit some call me hero

To others I’mma feeling, MCM got many, many cows

You better think again cuz you cannot win

Do not try to step inside of my liest in

You can content I will you pretend

And learn it to our ? control forces of the wind

Try to warn you like Noah, now the road is over

You shit like ? you drown shit bent and it’s like crossing the Land Rover

Booma down the street, shaking out the village like they get back in town

Yeah nigga talk whole lot of bullshit

They got knock on his ass and they lost more thief yeah

Nigga I try to get feelings

I got love for these hores but the hores don’t feeling you

Yeah six always try to steal money from a all breaking ?

All you wanna take it from me

What you talking bout I ain’t you motherfucking man

I put this dick in your mouth

“Bitch” an intransitive verb, often use to describe a thirsty ass life of a sluty hore

Or snitch ass, police love and coward ass cook life?

Take together on the master piece

Put around the ? what’s the good you can be

It’s not from messy all from me

See I lost my space and shading key

Bitches got this niggas locked up in custody

It’s rule one we don’t love these hores

It’s no exo the sense of sexo

Pain it perfect could you just get it so

I’m ? then a hore ? how up next how really want this ass

If you answer this brain could caskey

We can plunty you in six feet well I dig deeper, first name Hip Hop

Middle name big wrapper

Yeah nigga talk whole lot of bullshit

They got knock on his ass and they lost more thief yeah

Nigga I try to get feelings

I got love for these hores but the hores don’t feeling you

Yeah six always try to steal money from a all breaking ?

All you wanna take it from me

What you talking bout I ain’t you motherfucking man

I put this dick in your mouth

Y’all ain’t nothing but a bitch fellas

I’m watching y’all fail try to do concerts and shit talking that all shit

But I put together a team and they calling ‘ The bitches instunnimater’

Fuck, fuck carouses, my flow is officer

I’mma cut your ass nigga never come around

Better keep down

Will you call a calm budget?

Get your ass fuck down, don’t make me have to get the ? chose

Hit low I have to get you low and chose

More fail, fuck fail ooh yeah fuck the true

Dam, calm down nigga

Yeah, yeah I’ll be like, drunk all night

Bottle after bottle til tomorrow til it’s day light

But we can bust a hore, never will I dress a hore

Cuz I’m with a hore, chose a whore,

Please keep this all mutual

Yeah nigga talk whole lot of bullshit

They got knock on his ass and they lost more thief yeah

Nigga I try to get feelings

I got love for these hores but the hores don’t feeling you

Yeah six always try to steal money from a all breaking ?

All you wanna take it from me

What you talking bout I ain’t you motherfucking man

I put this dick in your mouth

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