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[Intro] Bby Fuckin Mutha Nigga [Verse 1] Labels on my luggage Bae for breakfast Nigga naked steady textin all his exes LOL Flat the tires, BbyMutha goin shoppin Leave the lipstick on his coffin, Ruby Woo Will woo a bitch up out them Vickies if she nasty 5 for 25 She got options if you ask me Skittles in my weave Poppin skittles like Aleve I'm a leave Cop me somethin that'll vibrate Ring finger, middle finger, trigger finger Itchin cause I'm bitchin PMS-in cause you messin Fuckin round and disrespectin Fuck a union, where my Wesson I'm a blast it Clorox on your colors Scratches on your whip Sugar in your tank Money in the bank Put you in the ground Rest in peace [Hook]x2 Hello operator, I think I just killed my husband Bullet to the temple, blood is everywhere You can find me in our bedroom With the bitch, with the ho, with the slut He was creepin, he was cheatin with Rest in peace [Verse 2] Thru sickness and in health Til death do us part No key, push to start Broken condom, broken heart Put a hole in you Put an extra hole in her Holy matrimony, extra phoney Wifey sick of the bologna So I'm comin at your neck for life insurance checks The dick sick, that slow drip U burnin and You clappin, hella noise I should fuck your homeboys, but they broke Bought a notebook And a bullet and murder was all she wrote Rest in peace [Hook]x3 [911 Call Interlude] -911 What's your emergency? -Hello? Operator? I think I just killed my husband Uh, his mistress is tied up in the closet And when you get here, I probably won't be here either [Hook]x2
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