lirik lagu sukihana – rob who
[intro]
b~tch, we ‘posed to be out here uplifting each other
but mr crab mad ’cause his p~ssy stank, his p~ssy stank
hurt b~tch
bet you stank when you twerk, b~tch
ho shaped like a perc, b~tch
pay a feature, we can work, b~tch, yo’ hurt, b~tch
hurt b~tch
bet you stank when you twerk, b~tch
ho shaped like a perc, b~tch
pay a feature, we can work, b~tch, yo’ hurt, b~tch (listen)
[verse 1]
p~ssy ho say my name on a record
like i was gon’ sit there and accept it
ho, you know i’m suki, what the f~ck you expected?
you know i’m rude as f~ck and you know my mouth is reckless
a b~tch will do anything for attention when shе desperate
but how you got thе right when you finna get some wreck, b~tch?
ho, i’ll have them steppers steppin’ down on your neck, b~tch
ho, you just another ho i’m checkin’ off my checklist
b~tch, you picked the wrong [?] to try and come and ride, b~tch
i’m the type to bring the strap to the rap battle
when i run down on ’em, i bet you them bullets scatter
lookin’ like a real n~gga with that five o’clock shadow
sayin’ my name but, b~tch, this ain’t what you want
would get your ass robbed but you ain’t got sh~t that i want
i got that ho shook up, who she tryna look for?
keep it real, ho, what shows you gettin’ booked for?
i asked the promoters, they said they don’t really know ya
she really want some cat that’s why she’s lookin’ for doja
n0body wanna f~ck, she confused, need closure
well, i’ma expose her since she’s lookin’ for exposure
d~mn, ho, what’s the matter?
dissed everybody, still don’t matter
can’t afford a patek, get your ass fatter
word on the street, ho, you a paymaster
i heard you payin’ n~ggas and they still won’t smash ya
me and these hoes ain’t really what they say they is
mad ’cause they can’t find a n~gga pay they bills
talkin’ all that sh~t but ain’t the way they live
lookin’ like vivian off the bébé’s kids
well, let me give you an update
you gon’ f~ck around and make me get the duct tape
b~tch, i laugh when i look at how your b~tt shake
bad body b~tch built like a cupcake
ha, b~tch, tell me what’s wrong wit’ ya?
ho, i even went and tried to did a song wit’ ya
but this dumb ho wylin’ talkin’ ’bout five~thousand
p~ssy ho, would you tell me what’s wrong wit’ ya? (what’s wrong wit’ ya?)
cupcakke freak, cupcakke, take a seat
i got [?]
you cupcake ho, i can tell that you [?]
knock the frostin’ off your ass when i see you in the street
missy, i know you see me, keep watchin’
i’m gettin’ nike checks, ho, you still reebokin’
i’m purer off cut, p~ssy ho, you re~rockin’
how you gon’ rob a b~tch when i heard your knees knockin’?
yeah, i got her mad, yeah, i got that b~tch hot
she mad she ain’t really bad enough to be a thot
ugly ass ho, you will never be a fox
lookin’ like meg (sike), after the vaccine shot
be serious, you will never be raw, you delirious
talkin’ gutter ho, we ain’t tryna hear it
whole man lookin’ ho
what i really wanna know is do you even get a period?
[interlude]
b~tch, you out here shaped like a bull egg, you big bad moose
your titties longer than a motherf~ckin’ prison sentence
b~tch, i’m finna put some christmas socks on her motherf~ckin’ titties, ho
and, b~tch, i’m finna keep poppin’ up on you again and again like them herpes on your bootyhole, b~tch
and, b~tch, i ain’t done
yeah, huh, huh, hold up
[verse 2]
big [?] around this b~tch and they all dirty
b~tches send them shots like i’m steph curry
put that money on your head, i might cut a thirty
p~ssy ho, i’ll have you dead and won’t n0body know it
b~tch, you the type to trickin’ at popeyes chicken
chargin’ forty dollars ’cause you know that p~ssy p~ssy
go and watch that dookie shooter ’cause that ass sh~ty
suki ain’t scared, b~tch, [?] (b~tch)
rob who? k!ll what?
come to westside, we’ll put them glocks in your b~tt
i’m [?] with them real k!llers
call them f~ck n~ggas, they gon’ die wit’ ya
you’s a cupcake, i’m a whole cake
and that [?] hatin’ sh~t gon’ lay an earthquake
i seen them rolls on yo’ ass, this a cold case
p~ssy ho, you know not to say nicki name
rah rah, b~tch, you shaped like a tablet
rah rah, them long titties is saggin’
lil’ basket hound ho, your tail is waggin’
’bout time to put these tired hoes in a casket
my p~ssy fantastic, you is a mad b~tch
i heard that coochie hold ya like a catcus
b~tch, is you blind? go put on your glasses
you lookin’ like a walrus with them lashes
[interlude]
and i’m still not done wit’ you, you f~ck ass ho
you big, bad, bug lookin’ ass b~tch
f~ck your mom, ho
yeah
[verse 3]
whole p~ssy~ass ho got me activated
tryna teach you how to rob ’cause you clout chasin’
that lil’ diss ’bout as dry as your weave, ho
promoters ain’t gon’ book you, they want me, ho
i’ll send you free tickets, b~tch, v.i.p
put my hands on your ass like i’m aileen
you could get your face beat, i’ma mua
lil’ dirty ass ho, you just in the way
coulda hit my dm, you want promo?
said my name in your song, i’m on go mode
want the smoke but they [?], that’s a no no
i made a thousand bands, onlyfans, you’s a broke ho
’bout to fire yo’ ass up, leave me ‘lone, girl
’cause your wig upsettin’ all my homegirls
ain’t got time for no kids, i got my own girl
b~tch, i’m a fool, i’m gon’ tell you nothin’ wrong, girl
[outro]
old tired ass ho
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