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It's d-o-e
Reppin' for the b-a-ps
Comin' for the t-o-p
Like another j-o-b
Nigga, I'm back like a chucky bride from the afterlife
Nothin' nice, this a antichrist, this a bloody night
Bloody right, he gon' fantasise 'bout the cellulite
In my thighs, got a spooky twat?, for your appetite (yummy, yummy, yummy)
Turn him on when I'm all alone, we be moanin' (ooh, uh, ooh, uh)
He call my phone, I'ma flick this pussy with a drone (ooh, uh, ooh, uh)
And he wanna own it, he pay to get this pussy flown in (ooh, uh, ooh, uh)
He wanna clone it, but I'ma have this nigga foamin' (ooh, uh, ooh, uh)
If this the wizard of oz, I'm wicked witch of the west (west, west, west)
You shuffling up them cards, I'm at the top of the deck (deck, deck, deck)
I know that I pose a threat when I post it up on the net
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