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Weak Ass Bitch Video (MV)




Performed By: Boy blonde
Language: English
Length: 3:23
Written by: Curtis Davis




Boy blonde - Weak Ass Bitch Lyrics




Hi, did you miss me
Well I'm back, and I'm ready to f*ck you bitches up.
Ugh!
Please don't put my name in no shit
Y'all don't want problems, y'all don't want motion

Pussy creamy just like lotion
She ain't that bad, she ain't causin' commotion
Think you a bad bitch, think you a hot girl
I hate to break it to you, but you not girl

You is my child, straight out the nut sack
Finna go wild, might wanna get back
She thought I was seven, that's never the case
I can tell just from the face that I ate

I'm finna eat all the food on my plate
Never been slow, but I'm winnin' the race
Runnin' these niggas, I'm makin' em chase
Couldn't imagine you takin' my place

Couldn't imagine you thinkin' you got me
When they know that I'm the one they can't replace
You know I ain't fightin' when it come to face
Prettiest bitch, but I'm missin' a waist

Signin' and checkin', I'm closin' the case
I'm making your nigga, take me to the bank
Cause everyone knows that I am what you ain't
One thing we never can do is relate

One thing I am is never a waste
Niggas be beggin' to just get a taste
You can't do me like I do these hoes
I been tellin' you niggas I ain't one of those

Stealin' my style, stealin' my clothes
Never original, always a pose
Never a baddie and everyone knows
I am the baddie that your nigga chose

F*ckin' with you when anything goes
F*ck with me, it's right on the nose
Way too full cause I stay eatin
Don't eat pork and don't be beefin

Don't get scared, ass will get beatin
I don't even need a reason
Baddest bitch in every season
F*ck with me, I call it treason

Bitches scared, I got em seizin
Open window, let the breeze in
She said she got anxiety
So why you wanna f*ck with me

I'm my city MVP
Don't you know I'm VIP
Bitch you need to take a seat
And you need to learn a lesson

Maybe you should take some notes
Cause you know you ain't progressing
Half of you wish that you could
And half of you mad that you ain't

Why you hatin' me so hard
Go yell up in your nigga face
Promise I am not the one
Sweet just like a honey bun

But if I have to check a bitch
I promise I'ma show you sum
I never lie cause I don't have to
Niggas wanna f*ck with me

If you tryna make it active
You know where I really be
All these bitches really actin
Like they on a TV screen

I'm pullin' up, I'm callin' action
Cause you is a wannabe
And I know they always watchin
Cause they really envy me

And I know they always plottin
Tryna get to where I be
Won't give it up, won't never stop it
Cause I know that I'm a pop it

No one like me, never top it
Finna take off like a rocket
Like a rocket, you get it
Cause I live in Houston

When I say weak ass, you say bitch
Weak Ass
Bitch
Weak Ass
Bitch
Ugh!
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Hi, did you miss me
Well I'm back, and I'm ready to f*ck you bitches up.
Ugh!
Please don't put my name in no shit
Y'all don't want problems, y'all don't want motion

Pussy creamy just like lotion
She ain't that bad, she ain't causin' commotion
Think you a bad bitch, think you a hot girl
I hate to break it to you, but you not girl

You is my child, straight out the nut sack
Finna go wild, might wanna get back
She thought I was seven, that's never the case
I can tell just from the face that I ate

I'm finna eat all the food on my plate
Never been slow, but I'm winnin' the race
Runnin' these niggas, I'm makin' em chase
Couldn't imagine you takin' my place

Couldn't imagine you thinkin' you got me
When they know that I'm the one they can't replace
You know I ain't fightin' when it come to face
Prettiest bitch, but I'm missin' a waist

Signin' and checkin', I'm closin' the case
I'm making your nigga, take me to the bank
Cause everyone knows that I am what you ain't
One thing we never can do is relate

One thing I am is never a waste
Niggas be beggin' to just get a taste
You can't do me like I do these hoes
I been tellin' you niggas I ain't one of those

Stealin' my style, stealin' my clothes
Never original, always a pose
Never a baddie and everyone knows
I am the baddie that your nigga chose

F*ckin' with you when anything goes
F*ck with me, it's right on the nose
Way too full cause I stay eatin
Don't eat pork and don't be beefin

Don't get scared, ass will get beatin
I don't even need a reason
Baddest bitch in every season
F*ck with me, I call it treason

Bitches scared, I got em seizin
Open window, let the breeze in
She said she got anxiety
So why you wanna f*ck with me

I'm my city MVP
Don't you know I'm VIP
Bitch you need to take a seat
And you need to learn a lesson

Maybe you should take some notes
Cause you know you ain't progressing
Half of you wish that you could
And half of you mad that you ain't

Why you hatin' me so hard
Go yell up in your nigga face
Promise I am not the one
Sweet just like a honey bun

But if I have to check a bitch
I promise I'ma show you sum
I never lie cause I don't have to
Niggas wanna f*ck with me

If you tryna make it active
You know where I really be
All these bitches really actin
Like they on a TV screen

I'm pullin' up, I'm callin' action
Cause you is a wannabe
And I know they always watchin
Cause they really envy me

And I know they always plottin
Tryna get to where I be
Won't give it up, won't never stop it
Cause I know that I'm a pop it

No one like me, never top it
Finna take off like a rocket
Like a rocket, you get it
Cause I live in Houston

When I say weak ass, you say bitch
Weak Ass
Bitch
Weak Ass
Bitch
Ugh!
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Writer: Curtis Davis
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