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Cupcakke

Genres: Hip-Hop

O.c.d. Lyrics - Cupcakke

I'm already bigger & better my name big without capital letters 

Try one of my fellas you won't see yo future go ask any fortune teller 

I don't understand yall hating ass but I stay on dirt like I ain't taking baths 

For all yall bitches that's taking jabs when you see this beam it ain't laser tag 

Plots scheming have him screaming 

My uppercuts will leave a nigga dreaming 

The ruger got a bad vibe to it like it's been possesed by a demon 

In yo hood I'm flying through hood strings without tying shoes 

Wonder what my rhymes do get double money like times two 

On a mission while I'm on the bike smoking niggas but I'm not a hike 

Stay strapped up to put a bitch to bed, but I'm not talking like a dike 

My woes with me no OVO you don't wanna go toe for toe 

Have your soul in the air like a roller coaster 

Bitch I'm too much like a overdose 

 

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When I clean niggas out know it's me 

Back the nigga up like OC3 

None of the cops notice me 

Cause I cleaned the trigger OCD 

Cause I cleaned the trigger OCD 

Cause I cleaned the trigger OCD 

I'm a come at where you be 

And just clean niggas out OCD 

When I clean niggas out know it's me 

Back the nigga up like OC3 

None of the cops notice me 

Cause I cleaned the trigger OCD 

Cause I cleaned the trigger OCD 

Cause I cleaned the trigger OCD 

I'm a come at where you be 

And just clean niggas out OCD 

 

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Everybody claim they know me 

Cause I stay with bread like baloney 

They say one thing but they phony 

So I gotta keep it on me 

Nigga run now or run later 

All about my money like a fundraiser 

Metal wound his tongue ,bitch I'm busting lungs 

Chopper got his entire gums flavor 

On it, my opponent shorty, think twice you don't want it 

Even when I know you dead 

One mo to the head shots giving you a bonus 

Wack his ass got my shirt messy, animal dead 

Then my fur ready I'm a cold bitch that get sweet at times Damn nigga thats Burberry 

If I ever feel like I'm at risk, just split his ass like banana splits 

Check him for the cheese, mozzarella swiss 

Got him nervous now this goofy got the shits 

Fake friends, really don't need those 

Only come around when shit hot like mosquitos 

Make him fold up like burritos 

Gave him a chip tooth no Tostitos 

 

When I clean niggas out know it's me 

Back the nigga up like OC3 

None of the cops notice me 

Cause I cleaned the trigger OCD 

Cause I cleaned the trigger OCD 

Cause I cleaned the trigger OCD 

I'm a come at where you be 

And just clean niggas out OCD 

When I clean niggas out know it's me 

Back the nigga up like OC3 

None of the cops notice me 

Cause I cleaned the trigger OCD 

Cause I cleaned the trigger OCD 

Cause I cleaned the trigger OCD 

I'm a come at where you be 

And just clean niggas out OCD 

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