Laveaga - One Fish Dead Fish (feat. INDIGO CHiLD) Lyrics

I think I'm ready sir
Blast off BITCH

Shotti exotic she bad
She throwing that horn in my lomb
Try to play games that I made
Now you gotta clean up like maid
I been attracting these hoes who want work
Hundies and honeys all come from the work
Bitch I'm so fly I'm the man
Fly off you bird
Birdshot type shot get you murked
Oh you so bad now yeah
Oh baby you think you bad now yeah aye
Cooking up with T oh he a band now yeah aye
He a whole f*cking band yeah aye

Is this bitch high
She must be yours cause I know she ain't mine
F*ck no aye
My hoes they take orders like they dine
From the look of her I know that it is not kind
But
You should know I'm only f*ck with the dimes
Take her home for' she get her ass beat f*cking with mine
If you hurt bout her catching some hands wait till you catch mine you bitch

Not use to all of these haters no
Not use to all of these traitors no
Not use to honeys in my DM waiting on me like some waiters no
I just need to drill real quick
Like that female Biggie f*cked back in the day
I need to get some shit off my chest
Cause I am the best
I am the best

You ain't nothing but a bag of shit
You ain't nothing but a fly you maggot bitch
I ain't saying sorry for shit
Cause if you f*cking with me you f*cking with me, BITCH

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