Rocky Badd - Rag Doll lyrics

I gots to do what I gots to do Now listen Mkay, I keeps it G s**t And I’m a keep it G s**t. (Rocky Badd – Rag Doll) n***as ain’t gone admit it, but n***as know the real B*tch you was just down here in the city last year on Molly birthday Broke a** hell You couldn’t even pay for yo way back So you had to s** Joseph d*ck What the f*ck is you talking about You broke c*nt a** b*tch And every, no n***a ain’t never heard of you Bro you f*cked every n***a that got a buzz Kodak and them n***as from Glo gang Nobody know who the f*ck you is b*tch You can’t even rap, like give that s**t up F*ck is you talking about, I ain’t heard of no b*tch with makeup sliding down on n***a in the hood B*tch how many bodies you got, hmmmm? Shut yo dumb a** up. I ain’t scared of no b*tch, I ain’t scared of Cuban either Raps got y’all fooled, I know she ain’t no cuban either B*tch thought it was sweet, till I caught her outta hell s**t B*tches was bout to run, and I still ain’t get my nails fixed F*ck it I’ll be broke, but y’all b*tches don’t sell s**t Knew y’all h**s was weak Jump in some beef so how you scared b*tch It’s the real B And I ain’t come to play around this b*tch You in Detroit, I’m on yo a** Y’all can’t stay around this b*tch I got a sugar with a drum And I keep his a** on stand by. B*tches playing dirty then his mans die These h**s be talking, I can beat em with my hands tied B*tch ain’t have no hands, even her mans ain’t even swing by B*tch ain’t got no friends, even yo mans know you can’t swing Ma F*cked a couple rappers, now she think she the man huh Was sending threats to Asia, how you geeked cause she yo friend now Got f*cked by Kodak Black, but you ain’t got a Bens now Make that b*tch get on her knees, Tadoe blacked her eyes You was d*ck s**ing Molly, now she ain’t on yo side Came out the stu and gave you these hands, b*tch I’m hurting yo pride Lil b*tch was playing tough, till I caught her outside So all that draco, cut it You keep telling me lies Every b*tch I’m with would’ve dogged, every one of yo guys Had my hung with both hands, you couldn’t swing if you tried How you fronting like you won, b*tch we all know you lying Why these h**s go in model, cause they funny rappping I got goons in my city, cause they funny acting Everybody outside know what really happened These b*tches soft to sum it up, this what really happened Joseph, Becka, Natashia pulled me off of you The b*tch you came with ain’t even bust a move So if we jumped Shoot, yo mans was right in front of you You should be dissing her not me, but that’s what dummies do Was looking for that chain, cause that b*tch was coming off of you Next time you know to shield, or this s**t is off of you If you busy winning, how the f*ck your know what I can do You are not a street b*tch, you are just a prostitute You had hurt nobody, s**t I knocked the lashes off of you. B*tches want the smoke S**t, I knocked the ashes off of you I’m a find out who yo writer is and smack that n***a Same reason why a b*tch always wrapping n***as Joseph a p*ssy a**, I swear my b*tches should’ve grab that n***a I ain’t surprised, same reason why I be laughing at n***as They just hate I’m in my bag though My young n***as say I’m acting like a a**hole Couple n***as switch, tell I ain’t mad though Praying on my downfall, but still ain’t got a bag though And these b*tches ain’t got s**t coming Only time a b*tch is nice is when the b*tch c*mming And they be stalking my life, but swear a b*tch nothing And they be talking bout ice, as if that means something Lil b*tch get yo s**t snatched And we ain’t lacking over here, get yo s**t smacked. I mean sis when the f*ck is it cool to drop a diss song after you get yo a** beat Like you gotta look in the mirror every f*cking day B*tch You mad you took that L All my b*tches up Dumb a** b*tch Try that s**t again (All that ra ra s**t y’all be doing in y’all videos) Try that s**t again F*ck is you talking about Ain’t no f*ck Bando, it’s f*ck you Where the f*ck was them dracos at when you got yo s**t best in B*tchhh.