Icey Yeti
Icey Yeti

What’s Happenin’ ??

What’s Happenin’ ??

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2 months ago

LYRICS: I pull up on a bitch Hop out Like yo what’s happenin’?? You had him block me Because you felt that I was threatenin’ I still see his pics So you better stay checkin’ it And I stay on his phone Like I ain’t ever left it Still worried ‘bout me I never worry or Stress it Still talking ‘bout me These bitches lives are depressing Still worried ‘bout me I never worry or Stress it Still talking ‘bout me (These bitches-) Today I woke up with your Man, Ma’am. Damn. That wasn’t a part of the plan. I’m in your bed I guess I can see why you’re bitter I’m ‘bout to squeeze your man’s dick like a fucking trigger Then I’m Finna give him some top Spin on his dick like a top Then take Jose Cuervo shots Lick up His dick Like ahhh When he go home. Late at night he text me back. Said he feeling alone. I said bring a pack but don’t pack. Little hoe it’s not a joke It’s okay lil bitch laugh. You tried to Block Cock Then my Cock Caulked right in his ass And bitches always late to the Dinner Plate Bitches always last they call it Winning Late Like a track We bent! Got him running circles ‘round me Oh what a shame, you thought He was straight? I pull up on a bitch Hop out Like Yo What’s Happenin’? You had him block me Because you felt that I was threatenin’ I still see his Shit So, you better stay checkin’ it And I stay on his phone Like I ain’t never left it Still worried ‘bout me I never worry or Stress it Still talking ‘bout me These bitches lives are depressing Still worried ‘bout me I never worry or Stress it Still talking ‘bout me (Bitch Bitch Bitch Bitch) And tomorrow night I’m gonna do him again Nah Bitch. You were right. I am not a friend And I already told you That I’m not finna Play bitch Im finna play with your man Yes I’m making him my Play bitch Playing with him Like I’m shooting dice If you come up on me hot, My water gun’s feeling nice! I - Usually don’t cuff But your man I might So you better watch your Tone Before I got him tanning by the beachside He wanted to be mine, That’s how I go from I love you to the Block list? Let’s discuss shit and keep it a Topic Because bitch. I know you’re Joshin Because I know that you see the Drak’ with The Optics I’m telling you That these hoes Aren’t Gonna do shit All they’re gonna do is Not stay in their place. Run their mouth on the road And they’re gonna get hit I pull up on a bitch Hop out Like Yo What’s Happenin’? (Yo, What’s Happenin’??) You had him block me Because you felt that I was threatenin’ (You felt that I was threatenin’) I still see his Shit So, you better stay checkin’ it (You better stay checkin’ it) And I stay on his phone Like I ain’t never left it (I ain’t never left bitch!) Drip From other dimensions. It’s cosmic! I blast off on hoes that talk shit. If you’re in my space, My torch will blast you like a rocket Now, Back to the Point. Your man is holding my pocket! And also little bitch He is holding my stick Gave him a .4 To swallow my dick Mr. Houdini I showed him some tricks He loving the way That I been flippin’ the zip Flippin’ his zip haha Flippin’ the zip Bitches ain’t shit

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2 months ago

LYRICS: I pull up on a bitch Hop out Like yo what’s happenin’?? You had him block me Because you felt that I was threatenin’ I still see his pics So you better stay checkin’ it And I stay on his phone Like I ain’t ever left it Still worried ‘bout me I never worry or Stress it Still talking ‘bout me These bitches lives are depressing Still worried ‘bout me I never worry or Stress it Still talking ‘bout me (These bitches-) Today I woke up with your Man, Ma’am. Damn. That wasn’t a part of the plan. I’m in your bed I guess I can see why you’re bitter I’m ‘bout to squeeze your man’s dick like a fucking trigger Then I’m Finna give him some top Spin on his dick like a top Then take Jose Cuervo shots Lick up His dick Like ahhh When he go home. Late at night he text me back. Said he feeling alone. I said bring a pack but don’t pack. Little hoe it’s not a joke It’s okay lil bitch laugh. You tried to Block Cock Then my Cock Caulked right in his ass And bitches always late to the Dinner Plate Bitches always last they call it Winning Late Like a track We bent! Got him running circles ‘round me Oh what a shame, you thought He was straight? I pull up on a bitch Hop out Like Yo What’s Happenin’? You had him block me Because you felt that I was threatenin’ I still see his Shit So, you better stay checkin’ it And I stay on his phone Like I ain’t never left it Still worried ‘bout me I never worry or Stress it Still talking ‘bout me These bitches lives are depressing Still worried ‘bout me I never worry or Stress it Still talking ‘bout me (Bitch Bitch Bitch Bitch) And tomorrow night I’m gonna do him again Nah Bitch. You were right. I am not a friend And I already told you That I’m not finna Play bitch Im finna play with your man Yes I’m making him my Play bitch Playing with him Like I’m shooting dice If you come up on me hot, My water gun’s feeling nice! I - Usually don’t cuff But your man I might So you better watch your Tone Before I got him tanning by the beachside He wanted to be mine, That’s how I go from I love you to the Block list? Let’s discuss shit and keep it a Topic Because bitch. I know you’re Joshin Because I know that you see the Drak’ with The Optics I’m telling you That these hoes Aren’t Gonna do shit All they’re gonna do is Not stay in their place. Run their mouth on the road And they’re gonna get hit I pull up on a bitch Hop out Like Yo What’s Happenin’? (Yo, What’s Happenin’??) You had him block me Because you felt that I was threatenin’ (You felt that I was threatenin’) I still see his Shit So, you better stay checkin’ it (You better stay checkin’ it) And I stay on his phone Like I ain’t never left it (I ain’t never left bitch!) Drip From other dimensions. It’s cosmic! I blast off on hoes that talk shit. If you’re in my space, My torch will blast you like a rocket Now, Back to the Point. Your man is holding my pocket! And also little bitch He is holding my stick Gave him a .4 To swallow my dick Mr. Houdini I showed him some tricks He loving the way That I been flippin’ the zip Flippin’ his zip haha Flippin’ the zip Bitches ain’t shit

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