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Kreayshawn

Left Ey3

 

Left Ey3

(album: Somethin' Bout Kreay - 2012)


[Intro:]
Aye sis, I just seen your boyfriend at the mall with the most dirty ass bitch, man.
I'm hella mad. I just had to call you up.

[Hook Kreayshawn:]
Caught my man cheating
Now I'm rolling through the west side
'Bout to burn his fucking house down
Like I'm left eye
[Rest in peace]
Like I'm left eye
[Rest in peace]
Like I'm left eye
'Bout to burn this motherfucker down like I'm Left Eye
Heard my man is cheating with another bitch in my house
Now I'm finna make a scene like I'm Amy Winehouse!
[Rest in peace]
Amy Winehouse
[Rest in peace]
Amy Winehouse
'Bout to burn this motherfucker down like Amy Winehouse!

[Verse 1:]
I don't need no TLC
All I need is some THC
Higher than miss Courtney Love
Murder in the first degree
Certainly you got me confused with them stupid broads
Shooting dice in the streets taught me how to play the odds
I find it odd that your twitter page is private
You got two phones, one of them stays silent
Now who the fuck is calling in the middle of the night?
They hang it up when I pick up, I'm 'bout to grab my knife
You tryna play me like a boss
But you finna take a big loss
When you fall asleep I'm 'bout to cut your fucking dick off
I'm 'bout to call my goons and stick you for your guap
You tell a lot of lies but I let my bullets talk
You think you slick?
But this might be your big regret
Those pictures of your skinny dick are finna hit the internet
I should key your car but I'd rather slap your mom
Only a bitch can give birth to such a fucking dog

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
I'm about to run up in this bitch with choppers like I'm Patty Hearst
Stylish but violent, I'll leave you in a tinted hearse
In my purse I got that .22 to get the job done
V-Nasty whips the getaway, you know how I mob son!
I'm Lorena Bobbitt chilling in your bed
I'm Britney Spears on Hella drugs and I just shaved my head
Fuck the feds and the police
Ain't nobody touching me
Thelma and Louise
Suicide girl thuggery! (Swag)

[Hook]

Rest in peace, Amy!

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