Betta Not

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Dom Corleo - Rap

Betta Not

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[Intro] Desire (Bitch!) Yuh, yeah Come on, yeah [Verse] You say that that's your bitch, ain't your bitch How you claiming that bitch when I just hit? Boy, that ain't no Glock without no switch, it don't got kick, yeah Better not go out sad claiming that bitch, she just ate dick You better not mix the Wock' up with the Tech, I hate that shit (I do) And you better not put no Perc' up in my Wood, boy, [?] I don't fuck with the fake drugs but these fake bitches on fent' And I don't fuck with no fake bitches but these fake hoes on dick I been balling in this four-seat, how he balling from the nose bleed? I'm sliding through when I'm one deep (One) 'Cause I dont need nobody but me (Truе) Balling on my own On a jet, I ain't even homе You know to still pick up the phone And they still don't even know Up in my head, I been ghost I'm up in this lil' perfect zone Getting good head, that's good dome But I ain't even in my prime though [?] Been balling on 'em like LeBron, bro (Okay) I'm rocking Number 9, Rondo (Okay) My bitch a bonified slut hoe (Slut) Clap it up, good bop I got higher than the tree top I just hit 'em with a good rod Good aim, that's a good dot (Buh) Fuck it, I'ma cut the beat off I'm making plays that they can't read off I'm bussing out the K, big dough I told the bitch that I got no flaw Let's fly out to Florida (Load up) And it's good drink in my cup, bitch, I just poured up (Just poured up) And, bitch, if I let you sip this cup you better not throw it up, yeah And, bitch, I'ma celebrate with my money, I'ma just throw it up [Outro] (Bitch!)

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  • Dom Corleo