Fefe Dobson - Witch Brew lyrics

[Hook: Fefe Dobson] Hail Mary, quite contrary How does your hatred grew? With skin of snake and rabid bait we're going straight to hell Rosemary, bloody cherries What does your crystal show? Bloody rates and bloody faith, you're going straight to hell [Verse I: Gangsta Boo] This sh** that I'm cooking you be better working Cause its wicked and now when I play with you hoes This sh** is witch brew My attitude is f** you, you know Had to bring it one more time I love to make my haters sick Laughing out loud, rolling with cheddar My n***as is down with triple the six Paying attention suppose to be gossiping Constantly keeping my name in they mouth Blowing and smoking I'm travelling getting my money The hardest La Boo in the South Industry dudes make me sick sometime Be acting like your sh** don't stick like mine But the n***a I roll with his a** is awesome f** your opinion, I don't wanna be bothered Everybody knows that real G's move in silence Everybody knows that broke necks don't tell Everybody knows the possibility of violence Everybody knows they don't want to see me click Most of the time in the studio fresh Cooking up poison Pulling their heads Getting some hay Counting them stacks Highly upgraded two b**hes attest my gangsta Hollow tips got you red splitter splatter Like a painter I don't wanna be like her I wanna be like him I need b**h, no thank ya My crystal ball and I'm the queen b**h bow down I have the will power to shut your whole world down [Hook] [Verse II: La Chat] You know it's murder You know I'm murking these b**hes Mayne, f** the feds But can I embalm these snitches Got to get your friends They about your business Bust your head living in these ditches Murk your family, don't need no witness Check the b**h the a**a**in menace Wouldn't want to play with this video game Got the gang numbers first and you can get it up with me Got the cop k**ers on stand-by Do a drive-by Make your mama cry-cry n***a buy red dye on your black eye You will die if you are trying looking at my guy You will lie blood across the face so high In the sky real b**hes make the moon mine n***as die anything that I want n***a I could buy everybody hey check b**h And that's why every morning that I wake up Looking I'm waking up look at the mirror Laugh at my set because I the one they fear her Up another [?] And she's still talking sh** but nobody hear her Put her in the trunk with the pump to her head Got her scared mislead she been bleed on the grave f** her own partner, b**h won't tell the b**h she dead Another day, Imma buy a new Luger You n***as shoot her Mama taught to k** or be k**ed, I'm the tutor So if you hoes gonna get some up your a** gotta gun Me an Boo we gonna bring this sh** to ya I'm ratchet n***a break you and your papi Me and major rhyme moves We got the lose got the tunes If you snooze I'm trigger happy [Hook]