lirik lagu rob tha god - epilepsy
(hook)
your b-tch is a thot and she stay giving me becky
once i put my d-ck inside, she contract epilepsy
she think she a dime, but that b-tch really a penny
she’ll do for the night, i ain’t tryna plan no wedding
your man ain’t gotta know. (he ain’t gotta know)
that we f-cking on the low. (on the low)
your man ain’t gotta know. (he ain’t gotta know)
that you stay hitting my phone. (my phone)
no, whoa, oh no. (no, no, no, no)
he ain’t gotta know. (no)
he ain’t gotta know
(verse 1)
this hoe hit me up
said her and her friend tryna f-ck
this b-tch like a six, so i asked her who her friend was
sent that hoe snap, of some unreleased music
she said: “oh my god, when they h-ll we bout to do this?”
only tryna f-ck this b-tch if i can get a threeway
her reply to me was a snapchat of the coochie
told her she should bring her b-tch and meet my -ss at my place
one can ride my pole, while the other ride on my face
this b-tch came alone, so i kicked her out the doorway
i ain’t even gotta wait until the f-cking morning
sun coming up, i’m going hard. (hard)
b-tch, you know that i am tha god
(bridge)
oh
once i nut, i came to my senses. (my senses)
cause, this hoe got my -ss on false pretenses
(hook)
your b-tch is a thot and she stay giving me becky
once i put my d-ck inside, she contract epilepsy
she think she a dime, but that b-tch really a penny
she’ll do for the night, i ain’t tryna plan no wedding
your man ain’t gotta know. (he ain’t gotta know)
that we f-cking on the low. (on the low)
your man ain’t gotta know. (he ain’t gotta know)
that you stay hitting my phone. (my phone)
no, whoa, oh no. (no, no, no, no)
he ain’t gotta know. (no)
he ain’t gotta know
(verse 2)
that hoe did me dirty, when she f-cked me with her blonde weave
s-xy dark-skinned, both arms tatted with a half sleeve
she ain’t even spanish, but she kept on screaming “papi.”
that b-tch tryna kick it, but b-tch i don’t know karate
this hoe want some gucci, when she only worth some tommy
once i kicked her out my crib, i couldn’t find my wallet
hit another b-tch up, cause i ain’t taking no losses
my b-tch hit that trick up and it ain’t result in talking
tried to tell ya, baby, that the boy got h-lla options
them tricks is for kids. i’m done f-ckin with them bop b-tches
your s-x life ain’t sh-t, unless you got a little god in it
on top of your hoe, now i’m bout top the charts lil b-tch. (biotch)
(bridge)
oh
once i nut, i came to my senses. (my senses)
cause, this hoe got my -ss on false pretenses
(hook)
your b-tch is a thot and she stay giving me becky
once i put my d-ck inside, she contract epilepsy
she think she a dime, but that b-tch really a penny
she’ll do for the night, i ain’t tryna plan no wedding
your man ain’t gotta know. (he ain’t gotta know)
that we f-cking on the low. (on the low)
your man ain’t gotta know. (he ain’t gotta know)
that you stay hitting my phone. (my phone)
no, whoa, oh no. (no, no, no, no)
he ain’t gotta know. (no)
he ain’t gotta know
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