Vivienne Westwood / RIP
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Say what? (what? what?)
EMOTIONS (EMOTIONS, nigga, what?)
EMOTIONS (R.I.P. Vivi')
R.I.P. Vivi', I miss you, yee (say what?)
Seditionary tee (say what?), put it on, yeah (say what?)
Yes, I need that pussy (pussy), go and put it on me (pussy)
I need pussy (whoo-hoo), go and put it on me (whoo-hoo)
Me and Patrick just got pulled over (fuck)
Me and Patrick fuckin' two hos, ride 'round that bitch like a stroller (what?)
That pussy-ass nigga need a stylist, he not a Barbie nigga
I don't give a fuck 'bout none of these nigga 'fore me, I got older (what?)
I got older, I know I'm the biggest now, yeah, that what I said to my mom
Told my manager, I need promethazine, I got mad guap
I just boost'd out EMOTIONS, I went up, shawty, I took off
I was in a room with Slime, I think he think that I'm soft, but I'm not
I'm tryna play my cards right on these pussy twats (what? Whoo)
I see my opp, I run in his house, damn, I feel like SWAT
I'm smokin' this dope, I feel like they know me, bitch, I'm smokin' this pot
Copped my black truck, I bought that bitch and I skrrt off the lot
R.I.P. Vivi', I miss you, yee (say what?)
Seditionary tee (say what?), put it on, yee (say what?)
Yes, I need that pussy (pussy), go and put it on me (pussy)
I need pussy (whoo-hoo), go and put it on me (whoo-hoo)
All the bad bitches, unite (unite, ay)
At the sunset market with your wife (say what?)
On my vamp shit, I only pop out at night, shit
I'm on my Future shit with this ho, turn on the lights, yeah (say what?)
I need my shades, I cannot see (what?)
Ride 'round town and I fuck on this freak (what?)
This lil' bitch wet, yeah, she cannot deceive
I came for that pussy, that motherfucker Rick
Ain't talk 'bout the sauce, but a nigga elite
I got me a mil', I ain't talmbout Meek (whoo-hoo)
I got this shit all on my tee (whoo-hoo)
Beat this shit, R.I.P. Vivi' (whoo-hoo)
R.I.P. Vivi' (turn up my voice)
R.I.P. Vivi' (open the mosh pit)
R.I.P. Vivi' (boy, one, two, three)
Okay
What? What? What?
Say what? (Say what?)
Say what? (Say what?)
Say what? (Say what?)
Say what?
Say what? (Boop-boop-boop)
What? what? what?
(Man, it's Lil' Slaq and you fuckin' with Bella, nigga)
Hol' up, I'm in the club with your thot, huh (club with your thot)
In the studio with these opps, whoa
I'm in this bitch with these opps (he's a bitch)
I'm in this bih with these opps, shit (say what?)
I'm in this bih with these Glocks (pussy bitch)
I see a brain, got a mop (nigga gon' flick)
Seein' your brain, got a mop (I don't give a fuck, nigga)
My OG called, gotta drop (what?)
My OG called, gotta drop (what? whoo-hoo, bitch)
Yeah (whoo-hoo), these niggas wait 'til I drop (let's go)
They ready to bite when I drop, bitch (whoo-hoo)
On my Boy Barbie shit, I'm pretty, these niggas ugly (right, shit)
I had to call your bitch, shh, yeah, she wanna fuck (what?)
Can't get to that nigga, so I put a rat on his cousin (nigga, what?)
My brother Apollo, so I'm bangin' Blood, I suicide my damn buzz (whoa)
Shoutout my bih, you run up on me, you takin' a risk
Pull up on your bitch, I beat on that pussy, yeah, you see (what?)
I got the racks, know I can put up shit on my wrist (ra-ra-racks)
Your brother a pussy, he's gonna cat, nigga gon' hiss (your brother a pussy)
I'm in this bih with these opps, shit (say what?)
I'm in this bih with these Glocks (pussy bitch)
I see a brain, got a mop (nigga gon' flick)
Seein' your brain, got a mop (I don't give a fuck, nigga)
My OG called, gotta drop (what?)
My OG called, gotta drop (what? whoo-hoo, bitch)
Yeah (whoo-hoo), these niggas wait 'til I drop (let's go)
They ready to bite when I drop, bitch
Hol' on, listen to me, bro (whoo-hoo, whoo-hoo)
I create real chaos, I'm real punk, you a poser, boy
Put dick in your bitch mouth, this bitch chokin', boy (say what?)
Talkin' crazy, talmbout you gon' do that, you ain't e'en on that boy (you ain't on shit, you ain't on shit)
I pull up to the studio, I'm lit, I'm lit, I'm fried (talmbout fried, talmbout fried)
These nigga playin' with me, I'll kill his shit, on Murda, on 5ive (say what?)
On Murda, on Murda, on 5ive (blitt, blitt)
On Murda, on Murda, on 5ive (blitt, blitt)
On Murda, on Murda
R.I.P. man, on Murda, on Murda (say what? Say what?)
EMOTIONS (EMOTIONS, EMOTIONS)
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