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How many bitches wanna fuck wit' me?
(Doomshop, motherfucker-fu )
How many bitches wanna fuck wit' me?
How many bullets do I got up in these jeans?
How many fuckers do I gotta rob for dollars?
How many times I gotta shoot befo' you holler?
How-how many bitches wanna fuck wit' me?
How-how many bullets do I got up in these jeans?
How many fuckers do I gotta rob for dollars?
How many times I gotta shoot befo' you holler?
How many, time plenty, it is only three 'o' clock
I can waste up all my time before I let you hit the rock
Foggin' up my spectacles, you ain't so fuckin' special, bruh
(Doomshop, motherfucker-fu )
How many bitches wanna fuck wit' me?
How many bullets do I got up in these jeans?
How many fuckers do I gotta rob for dollars?
How many times I gotta shoot befo' you holler?
How-how many bitches wanna fuck wit' me?
How-how many bullets do I got up in these jeans?
How many fuckers do I gotta rob for dollars?
How many times I gotta shoot befo' you holler?
How many, time plenty, it is only three 'o' clock
I can waste up all my time before I let you hit the rock
Foggin' up my spectacles, you ain't so fuckin' special, bruh
Just another one, I only see the blade, I let 'em run
Choppa chop up smokin' plenty
Need the Boo, don't like the Henny
Get up off, don't want the Fenny
Deuced up and didn't make it friendly
Booze up, sucker, fuck your mother
Ring the plug, I'll ring the doctor
Feel the hurtin', are you certain?
Want to play, I'll close the curtain
Stop at the stop sign
Damn, yo' bitch is fuckin' fine
Give your money, it is mine
Dumbass far from 99
Pussy, you's a fuckin' pussy
Skrrt away from Dr. D
I'ma see you once again, I know yo' ass is in the streets
Choppa chop up smokin' plenty
Need the Boo, don't like the Henny
Get up off, don't want the Fenny
Deuced up and didn't make it friendly
Booze up, sucker, fuck your mother
Ring the plug, I'll ring the doctor
Feel the hurtin', are you certain?
Want to play, I'll close the curtain
Stop at the stop sign
Damn, yo' bitch is fuckin' fine
Give your money, it is mine
Dumbass far from 99
Pussy, you's a fuckin' pussy
Skrrt away from Dr. D
I'ma see you once again, I know yo' ass is in the streets
It's ninety seven, baby
Put your ass in heaven, baby
Fuckin' with this toolie lately
Aimin' at yo' fuckin' lady
I love robbin', I love doin' drugs
I love to fuckin' cut it up
But when I cut it up, I always end up in the fuckin' mud
I wanna rob the plug and rob yo' mother
Rob the fuckin' cops
Too damn high, I'm lazy, bitch
I wanna turn the gun, oh, shit
I barely stand, I barely breathe
I still got bitches on they knees
And they be prayin' sayin', "Freddie, who the fuck is Double D?"
Who the fuck is Double D?
Bitch, that's me
How many bitches wanna fuck wit' me?
How many bullets do I got up in these jeans?
How many fuckers do I gotta rob for dollars?
How many times I gotta shoot befo' you holler?
How many bitches wanna fuck wit' me?
How many bullets do I got up in these jeans?
How many fuckers do I gotta rob for dollars?
How many times I gotta shoot befo' you holler?
Bitch, that's me
How many bitches wanna fuck wit' me?
How many bullets do I got up in these jeans?
How many fuckers do I gotta rob for dollars?
How many times I gotta shoot befo' you holler?
How many bitches wanna fuck wit' me?
How many bullets do I got up in these jeans?
How many fuckers do I gotta rob for dollars?
How many times I gotta shoot befo' you holler?
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