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Bitter Broads (interlude) Lyrics

Gurl f**k that nigga, Sean, he ain't bout shit anyway
Allwayz with them bitch ass friends
I don't know why y'all f**kin' with his lame ass anywayz
Smoke ain't no muthaf**kin' betta every time call he ain't answering

His muthaf**kin' road on tour f**kin' bitches doin' this doin' that
them muthaf**ker's ain't got phone
And bitch what's that telling you f**k that muthaf**ker
they out on the time for y'all y'all local bitches, okay

I can't hate 'cuz when his ass come home
I be ready to f**k the shit out his black ass
Playin' no games niggaz ain't never that's just my friend
Whatever nigga that bitch sayin', "I'm on my way"
There phone allwayz ringing it's another bitch at all times, it's allwayz

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Record Label(s): 2002 Geffen Records
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