Bitch, my heart don't break
My feet don't move my body don't shake
Bitch, my hands don't close
It's open palm slap to all of these hoes
What the f*ck you know about a massacre?
Mascara on ya face you a bastard huh?
No bitches on ya dick you a bachelor
Make you choke on ya spit man we laugh at ya
Half baked amateur pussy sweet as lavender
You don't wanna challenge us man we gon handle ya
You can pick any day out the calendar
It's Mortal Kombat when I stomp ya soul caliber
Ay, how you do that there?
Put gas to the flame them move back, yeah?
Moving with lames who ain't slew crack, here?
How you beef with a killah I don't feel no fear
Say you wanna K me motherf*cker crazy
Think shit entertaining till this chopper gets to braining
Ya family goes mainey understand me I ain't lazy
Put the K to the HB yeah I like to K things
Lately, its been battlefield scars
Rappers act too hard getting killed over broads
Pop mollys in the rain well I'm stabbing in the dark
On any busta, mark or dog tryna bark like
Bitch, my heart don't break
My feet don't move my body don't shake
Bitch, my hands don't close
It's open palm slap to all of these hoes
Bitch, my heart don't break
My feet don't move my body don't shake
Bitch, my hands don't close
It's open palm slap to all of these hoes
Ay, tell yo punk ass to kickback
Pumping out ya chest but we know you ain't with that
Spit facts? Every word sound like piss trash
Ain't even hit the puppy pound with yo bitch ass
Won't even dap you man I rather slap you
F*ck Mickey Dees I'll show you what that mac do
Fat f*ck, dyke fade talking bout you strapped up
Beating on a bitch only time you act tough
Damn, motherf*ckers say I'm changing
But I ain't the one who turned into a f*cking stranger
Should put your life in danger face gets a rearranging
Hope you feel all my anger when I choke you with these fingers
Talk behind my back now thats a motherf*cking fact
You overweight crooked rat with no cheese now I laugh
We went from smoking sacks & always ditching class
Till you bitching snitching fag switched up on us fast
Bitch, my heart don't break
My feet don't move my body don't shake
Bitch, my hands don't close
It's open palm slap to all of these hoes
Bitch, my heart don't break
My feet don't move my body don't shake
Bitch, my hands don't close
It's open palm slap to all of these hoes
Killah Toni - Heartbreak Lyrics
Killah Toni - Heartbreak Lyrics
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Bitch, my heart don't break
My feet don't move my body don't shake
Bitch, my hands don't close
It's open palm slap to all of these hoes
What the f*ck you know about a massacre?
Mascara on ya face you a bastard huh?
No bitches on ya dick you a bachelor
Make you choke on ya spit man we laugh at ya
Half baked amateur pussy sweet as lavender
You don't wanna challenge us man we gon handle ya
You can pick any day out the calendar
It's Mortal Kombat when I stomp ya soul caliber
Ay, how you do that there?
Put gas to the flame them move back, yeah?
Moving with lames who ain't slew crack, here?
How you beef with a killah I don't feel no fear
Say you wanna K me motherf*cker crazy
Think shit entertaining till this chopper gets to braining
Ya family goes mainey understand me I ain't lazy
Put the K to the HB yeah I like to K things
Lately, its been battlefield scars
Rappers act too hard getting killed over broads
Pop mollys in the rain well I'm stabbing in the dark
On any busta, mark or dog tryna bark like
Bitch, my heart don't break
My feet don't move my body don't shake
Bitch, my hands don't close
It's open palm slap to all of these hoes
Bitch, my heart don't break
My feet don't move my body don't shake
Bitch, my hands don't close
It's open palm slap to all of these hoes
Ay, tell yo punk ass to kickback
Pumping out ya chest but we know you ain't with that
Spit facts? Every word sound like piss trash
Ain't even hit the puppy pound with yo bitch ass
Won't even dap you man I rather slap you
F*ck Mickey Dees I'll show you what that mac do
Fat f*ck, dyke fade talking bout you strapped up
Beating on a bitch only time you act tough
Damn, motherf*ckers say I'm changing
But I ain't the one who turned into a f*cking stranger
Should put your life in danger face gets a rearranging
Hope you feel all my anger when I choke you with these fingers
Talk behind my back now thats a motherf*cking fact
You overweight crooked rat with no cheese now I laugh
We went from smoking sacks & always ditching class
Till you bitching snitching fag switched up on us fast
Bitch, my heart don't break
My feet don't move my body don't shake
Bitch, my hands don't close
It's open palm slap to all of these hoes
Bitch, my heart don't break
My feet don't move my body don't shake
Bitch, my hands don't close
It's open palm slap to all of these hoes
My feet don't move my body don't shake
Bitch, my hands don't close
It's open palm slap to all of these hoes
What the f*ck you know about a massacre?
Mascara on ya face you a bastard huh?
No bitches on ya dick you a bachelor
Make you choke on ya spit man we laugh at ya
Half baked amateur pussy sweet as lavender
You don't wanna challenge us man we gon handle ya
You can pick any day out the calendar
It's Mortal Kombat when I stomp ya soul caliber
Ay, how you do that there?
Put gas to the flame them move back, yeah?
Moving with lames who ain't slew crack, here?
How you beef with a killah I don't feel no fear
Say you wanna K me motherf*cker crazy
Think shit entertaining till this chopper gets to braining
Ya family goes mainey understand me I ain't lazy
Put the K to the HB yeah I like to K things
Lately, its been battlefield scars
Rappers act too hard getting killed over broads
Pop mollys in the rain well I'm stabbing in the dark
On any busta, mark or dog tryna bark like
Bitch, my heart don't break
My feet don't move my body don't shake
Bitch, my hands don't close
It's open palm slap to all of these hoes
Bitch, my heart don't break
My feet don't move my body don't shake
Bitch, my hands don't close
It's open palm slap to all of these hoes
Ay, tell yo punk ass to kickback
Pumping out ya chest but we know you ain't with that
Spit facts? Every word sound like piss trash
Ain't even hit the puppy pound with yo bitch ass
Won't even dap you man I rather slap you
F*ck Mickey Dees I'll show you what that mac do
Fat f*ck, dyke fade talking bout you strapped up
Beating on a bitch only time you act tough
Damn, motherf*ckers say I'm changing
But I ain't the one who turned into a f*cking stranger
Should put your life in danger face gets a rearranging
Hope you feel all my anger when I choke you with these fingers
Talk behind my back now thats a motherf*cking fact
You overweight crooked rat with no cheese now I laugh
We went from smoking sacks & always ditching class
Till you bitching snitching fag switched up on us fast
Bitch, my heart don't break
My feet don't move my body don't shake
Bitch, my hands don't close
It's open palm slap to all of these hoes
Bitch, my heart don't break
My feet don't move my body don't shake
Bitch, my hands don't close
It's open palm slap to all of these hoes
Writer: Neil White
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid