Текст песни Fuck a Bitch - Game

Them birds of a feather have to flock together
Then might Peck the weak one to death when it young has nothing left
That's what I said about Satan has me
Coming back taking his soul nothing left

He has RM old soul soil his own playground soil

Im LMFAO

Nothing like LMFAO
Hoe
Hope I'm dope im carrying my own rope lassoed

High noon by noon
Im drewn I swear before God he he hears my battle cry

On Earth all I want to do is cry
I cut ties in orbit

Crashed into satellite that know I ain't light
In space how I'm going to get a light on
The way home hope them satellites got a light