
[Verse 1] You off rip are not my equal Your shit corny, you bore me, your flow is fecal Now, matter of fact, gonna make a guess You being around in a couple of years, fat chance Me, come on now, stop playing It's wicked shit only, day out and day in We barely got no radio but never again 'cause we took it Keep your pussy poppin' money drop this weakness, we the ill shit Now back to you, okay man, here we go Your shit's below so-so, but you act like you don't know though But toe to toe though, I think so, let's go, bro Where you go though? He go extinct like a dodo Swinging back to your boy over here, let me tell ya In fact, they enjoy smelling fear, and they smell ya No cap I'm finna snap, mentally and physical On a no talent no permission pussy grabbing imbecile [Chorus] This ain't that bitch, this that boy This ain't that bitch, this that boy This ain't that bitch, this that boy This ain't that bitch, this that boy A-rig-a-dig-a-dig-a-dig-a-dig-a-dig, what A-rig-a-dig-a-dig-a-dig-a-dig-a-dig, ho This ain't that bitch, this that boy This ain't that bitch, this that boy This ain't that bitch, this that boy This ain't that bitch, this that boy A-rig-a-dig-a-dig-a-dig-a-dig-a-dig, what A-rig-a-dig-a-dig-a-dig-a-dig-a-dig, ho [Verse 2] Me, off rip, and my people Don't think you want it, but if you froggy, take a leap, ho I love being a 'Lo, I love rocking these shows I love gathering up, ripping shit up, stoppin'? fuck no You? Lemme see, where do I start? Learn to lip sync, play your part, then you can get up on them charts Number one with a dart, bitch, you sold out your art Stabbed yourself in the heart, 'cause you dumb bitch, not smart Now back to me, look how I be, see what I see My feet planted firmly, all I see is you leaving the scene It only mean that you scared of that real shit, but I'm a fiend And free to flee the restraints from their corporate machine Speaking of you, let's swing back and have a look You give a fuck about your audience, prey on 'em like a crook Put some panties on your neden, don't forget to hide them titties All you talk about is givin' up that ass, 'cause you shitty [Chorus] This ain't that bitch, this that boy This ain't that bitch, this that boy This ain't that bitch, this that boy This ain't that bitch, this that boy A-rig-a-dig-a-dig-a-dig-a-dig-a-dig, what A-rig-a-dig-a-dig-a-dig-a-dig-a-dig, ho This ain't that bitch, this that boy This ain't that bitch, this that boy This ain't that bitch, this that boy This ain't that bitch, this that boy A-rig-a-dig-a-dig-a-dig-a-dig-a-dig, what A-rig-a-dig-a-dig-a-dig-a-dig-a-dig, ho
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