lirik lagu xhapy - empty that clip!
[intro: wonder]
b~tch
xhapy
cha, cha, cha
[verse 1: wonder]
pop out with the stick on me
stacks too fat, yeah, my thumbs might bleed
clutch that gat every time i speak
how you wanna go to back with a b~tch like me
you wanna get crazy, lil’ b~tch, i could get wild
you ain’t ’bout sh~t, you order your wings mild
i said i want beef, why the f~ck you order chicken?
said he wanted heat, i’ma take him to the kitchen, cha
my wrists say rollie, your b~tch don’t know me
b~tch suck d~ck, yeah, that b~tch know foreplay
the big racks on me, the b~tches all on me
f~ck a b~tch up if he ain’t comin’ with my money
[chorus: wonder]
dumb b~tch, if you f~ckin’ with me then you better run b~tch
not a choppa, not a semi, not a gun b~tch
i bring the fists if you gettin’ into somethin’
motherf~cker, motherf~cker, i’m done, b~tch
man, you b~tches don’t know style
rollie my wrist, you b~tches just look foul
i ain’t scared of sh~t but cl!ckedy~cl!ck~pow
you don’t know sh~t, you think i’ma pop out
d~mn, d~mn motherf~cker, i’m back
you talk about sticks but you don’t ever talk back
dumb b~tch, how you gettin’ me so mad?
you ain’t gettin’ sh~t, but you ain’t touchin’ these racks
don’t spend money apart from my b~tch
i just c~ck back and empty that clip
if he talk back, might get ya wrists split
that p~ssy lay flat, yeah, he ain’t ’bout sh~t
[verse 2: wonder]
if you pull up with a gat, you a b~tch boy
you gon’ have to run it back, gimme lip boy
i don’t ever get attached, you get hit boy
you gon’ make a b~tch mad with that sh~t boy, uh
take a b~tch to class, you know that we dropped out
take a b~tch to work, he already clocked out
[?] pressure, he come with the glock now
he ain’t got the money, i come with a big amount
i just pop out with the riches, you pop out lookin’ timid
i ain’t talk about a p~ssy b~tch in ’bout a lil’ minute
if it’s in my grasp then you know i gotta get it
[?] if you know i’m ’bout to spin it, uh, uh
two two threes, rollie my wrist
i don’t move with a b~tch, if he pull up he get clipped
i knew you already know i’m all about the sh~t
don’t you come at me when i be stackin’ money with your b~tch
baby gettin’ mad, i’ma pull up with the racks
he just got [?] now we send him to the back
i don’t ever lack, we gon’ take him off the map
i move independent, keep my money in a stack
f~ck, b~tch, i’m back, big facts
don’t talk that smack, you gon’ get smacked
don’t talk ’bout racks, now your b~tch mad
f~ck, b~tch, i’m back, big cash, b~tch
[chorus: wonder]
du~dumb b~tch, if you f~ckin’ with me then you better run b~tch
not a choppa, not a semi, not a gun b~tch
i bring the fists if you gettin’ into somethin’
motherf~cker, motherf~cker, i’m done, b~tch
man, you b~tches don’t know style
rollie my wrist, you b~tches just look foul
i ain’t scared of sh~t but cl!ckedy~cl!ck~pow
you don’t know sh~t, you think i’ma pop out
da~d~mn, d~mn motherf~cker, i’m back
you talk about sticks but you don’t ever talk back
dumb b~tch, how you gettin’ me so mad?
you ain’t gettin’ sh~t, but you ain’t touchin’ these racks
don’t spend money apart from my b~tch
i just c~ck back and empty that clip
if he talk back, might get ya wrists split
that p~ssy lay flat, yeah, he ain’t ’bout sh~t, b~tch
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