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Paroles de Bastard Child

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Paroles de la chanson Bastard Child par Toxic lyrics officiel

Bastard Child est une chanson en Anglais

IM A BASTARD CHILD

IM A BASTARD CHILD

BOUTA GET REAL WILD

I'm a bastard child
And I make it pretty wild
I see you talking shit
Yeah you with the smile

I cook you up pretty mild
Might take a little while
Then I take your girl out
And show her the 8 mile
(MY DICK)

I be talking shit
Curving bitches in the whip
With the fake hoes that I quit
Do you see the benefit
You fucking hypocrite
Get off of my dick real quick
So I can spit little bitch

Stop talking shit about me
I can hear it all
Stop talking shit about me
I'll make sure that you fall
Stop talking shit about me
I might just ignore your call
Stop talking shit about me
Or else ill make a withdrawal

Make a withdrawal of your
Blood and your money
And you know that find that
Shit way too funny
Cuz you were talking shit
Now you want something from me
Like
Could you shout out my tik tok Cody
No, fuck you

Do you really want the smoke
I'll leave ya ass choke
In the middle of the road
Only thing left there is a knife and rope
And you know whats next
Getting dome
I'm the goat

I'm not done yet
Still gotta couple things making me upset
Why people posted up whipping in a corvette
They got the wrong mindset
Still stuck in debt
Can't make they girl wet

What the fuck

Let me get this right
You posted up
In your bed
Getting head
Not rest
You ain't fed yet
Bought yourself more cigarettes
Can't get over your regrets?
Not focused on your bread
And you still upset?

That's your own fault
Don't come running at me
Do all of this while I'm at the peak
You'll wanna delete
All your memories
And your favorite things
I'll snap back in a fucking heartbeat

You know I got the meat no motherfucking Arby's
You may a crew but bitch I got an army
I'm not even trying that much no not even hardly
My rhymes ain't cut and paste no barbie

What the fuck do you mean
I'll fuck your life up with a bottle of bleach
A torch and some matches is all that I need
To watch you cry as you break and bleed

I just don't get it what do you want
I just wanna make my way to the top
If that means I have to see your body drop
I do not give a shit and I am no cop

Talk all this shit till you see me in person
Now you tryna act up like I got you hurting
Treat this as a lesson now I got you learning
Take your pencil out start rehearsing
All that trash you talk is kind of concerning
They finally noticed me guess my bubble is bursting
This shit is so fire that it got my speakers burning
All the bars I spit got your girl fucking squirming
And squirting and jerking me off

Me off
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Reproduction des paroles interdite sans autorisation.
Auteur: Cody Fontaine
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