Stunna Angel - HOOTA

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[intro] (time's up) you reap what you sow, don't let your errors be known I plant a seed in the snow, and hope it break through the cold Don't know the miles i've flown while you still trip on your phone Don't take a shot to the dome 'cause you can't leave them alone She eat my cream off the cone, what are you tryna impose? It wasn't your life to throw away if i overdose I'm flying coast to coast to coast to coast, uh I regret the clothes i really chose when i curl and die [verse 1] (time's up) (bee, bee, yo, time's up) Shout-out to my shooter, clip long like a ruler Shout-out to my shooter, clip long like a ruler (time's up) Shout-out to my shooter, clip long like a ruler (time's—) You lactose intolerant, get yo' cheese up, yuh I'm tipping her body over like tea cup, yuh Where the hell would i be if it weren't for jesus? yuh Girl, you never wanted me, i don't need you, yuh [chorus] White ho named melissa (bee, bee, yo), she drinkin' all my liquor She tryn' be miss and mister, but i can't cuff no stripper (bee, bee, yo) W-w-white ho named melissa (bee, bee, yo), she drinkin' all my liquor She tryn' be miss and mister, but i can't cuff no stripper (bee, bee, yo) W-w-white ho named melissa (bee, bee, yo), she drinkin' all my liquor She tryn' be miss and mister, but i can't cuff no stripper (bee, bee, yo) W-w-white ho named melissa (bee, bee, yo), she drinkin' all my liquor She tryn' be miss and mister, but i can't cuff no stripper (bee, bee, yo) [verse 2] (time's up) if this ain't healthy, then just tell me, yuh I got so wealthy, stacked my celery, yuh Drugs in my belly, just to help me, yuh You know how to sell greed, but can't sell me, yuh She'd break every bone in her body to text me You gon' get them shell pieces just like penny You not gon' dirty my fleece with no henny Ghetto goofy, why you signing with like ten deep? [bridge] Got my shooter, and that shooter got a shooter with a pole (bee, bee, yo) Got my shooter, and that shooter got a shooter with a pole (bee, bee, yo) Got my shooter, and that shooter got a shooter with a pole (bee, bee, yo) Got my shooter, and that shooter got a shooter with a pole (bee, bee, yo) [chorus] W-w-white ho named melissa (bee, bee, yo), she drinkin' all my liquor She tryn' be miss and mister, but i can't cuff no stripper (bee, bee, yo) W-w-white ho named melissa (bee, bee, yo), she drinkin' all my liquor She tryn' be miss and mister, but i can't cuff no stripper (bee, bee, yo) W-w-white ho named melissa (time's up), she drinkin' all my liquor She tryn' be miss and mister, but i can't cuff no stripper W-w-white ho named melissa, she drinkin' all my liquor She tryn' be miss and mister, but i can't cuff no stripper W-w-white ho named melissa (time's up), she drinkin' all my liquor She tryn' be miss and mister, but i can't cuff no stripper W-w-white ho named melissa, she drinkin' all my liquor She tryn' be miss and mister, but i can't cuff no stripper
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