Lyrics It's Over - Cxution
So
I
Saw
a
snow
bunny
she
wanted
a
photo
Stop
laughing
not
funny
you
quasi
like
Moto
Good
day
what
I
wish
her
She
soaked
like
some
dentures
She
might
need
a
pitcher
Won't
pay
her
don't
miss
her
Don't
call
me
Jake
but
it's
time
to
adventure
How
you
goin
be
fake
and
then
ask
for
a
picture
Well
you
got
one
Now
don't
claim
your
an
angel
cuz
trust
me
your
not
one
Said
I
need
a
whip
so
I
bought
one
Won't
stop
won't
quit
cuz
I'm
one
"Not
a
what",
a
quitter
Like
yo
bitch
on
my
dick
when
up
what
I
hit
her
I
get
a
suite
shit
ain't
sweet
it
is
bitter
Done
with
yo
freak
I
suggest
you
come
get
her
Right
now
before
what
she
digest
hit
her
liver
Then
she
cant
remember
Restocking
my
quiver
It's
Over
Yea
we
chop
em
up
like
a
mower
And
that
bass
yea
it
hit
like
a
boulder
Said
that
bass
yea
it
hit
Light
em
up
wit
a
bic
I'm
not
taking
a
sip
I
am
sober
He
faking
that
nigga
a
poser
To
much
talking
so
up
what
I
sowed
her
I
sick
of
yo
sas
Bitch
put
on
your
mask
She
going
to
fast
had
to
slow
her
down
sike
Thats
that
shit
that
ion
like
You
talk
down
its
on
sight
Flash
em
wit
the
phone
light
Said
I
flash
em
wit
a
phone,
easy
Had
to
send
em
home,
ET
Girl
stop
acting
grown
talking
shit
until
I'm
on,
TV
Im
winning
on
my
own
That's
my
twin
yea
thats
my
clone
Im
the
king
get
off
my
throne
Tryna
be
me
I
should
of
known
Tryna
be
me
you
dreaming
you
not
Know
you
so
steamy
you
hot
Hot
head
no
beanie
You
cant
redeem
me
boy
fuck
out
the
spot
Boy
fuck
out
the
way
Scuffing
yo
Tim's
you
don't
know
what
to
say
Just
like
in
Casper
I
cast
you
away
I
got
the
big
drip
no
young
ma
I'm
Talking
rain
Not
talking
Naruto
I'm
talking
pain
She
bouncing
like
Mario
forgot
her
name
Sorry
not
sorry
hoe
Ain't
mean
to
scar
you
tho
Not
yo
scenario
Dual
like
a
stereo
toaster
Yea
I'm
underground
like
a
gopher
And
she
gave
good
face
like
poker
I'm
first
in
the
race
You
tied
up
like
lace
Stop
checking
yo
pace
It's
over
You've
lost
already
Your
chances
of
winning
been
tossed
already
Boy
not
scary
no
Five
Nights
at
Freddy's
You
white
just
like
Betty
These
nigga's
ain't
ready
Keep
talking
tuff
and
get
trucked
like
a
Chevy
Get
hit
like
a
buck
my
weapon
is
heavy
Get
cooked
toaster
strudel
We
searching
like
google
My
dog
not
a
poodle
you
noodle
spaghetti
Don't
say
I
wont
do
did
cuz
nigga
I'm
petty
Don't
know
what
he
doing
he
moving
real
steady
My
bros
stick
together
like
ed,
edd,
and
eddy
Balls
blue
like
the
yeti
Make
her
bust
confetti,
but
I
don't
Took
a
bite
out
my
apple
like
iPhone
She
all
in
my
space
in
my
zone
Make
her
spin
rotate
like
a
cyclone
When
she
bounce
trampoline
no
sky-zone
When
she
bouncing
on
me
Make
her
sing
yes
indeed
Like
she
should
be
in
glee
I
ain't
fucking
for
free
Gotta
pay
up
the
fee
No
middle
man
gotta
pay
up
to
me
You've
ran
out
of
luck
need
a
clover
Charged
up
like
a
bull
no
dozer
Dive
in
like
a
pool
Stay
strapped
wit
a
tool
Kickback
like
a
mule
It's
Over
1 Go Mode
2 Piped Up
3 It's Over
4 Snot
5 Outta Pocket
6 Ocean
7 Act Up
8 Crescendo
9 Go Mode - Remix
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