Baby Simba - Mr Beat the Oddz

When I'm in the booth I tell no lies

Don't point me that beef because them guys ain't one of mine

You see that killa in my eyes

Tell that pussy come outside
(Pussy bitch)

He was raised to run and hide
{Let's go let's go let's go}When I see my opp it's no talking we gone collide

Yea I fucked his bm he tripping fucked up his pride

He said he's gone kill me shrug my shoulders then I nod

csk the last Nigga that tried yea you can't kuz he with God

They call me mr beat the odds

I'm like Moses with that rod

Fuck your rules we don't abide

I said I love you but I lied

I like all my bitches sneaky

I can't fuck kuz she to easy

Gotta cheat just to come see me . cin't my bitch but still leave me


(cye man I been popping big shit)
(Big Simba man)
(I'm done beefing with y'all hoe ass niggas )
(Let me talk to yo bitch right quick)
Come here . cye aye
Let's go let's go let's go
I got my pistol . I'm off liquor I might over react

I pop bean and fuck for hours rounds back to back

I eat that pussy I'm freak nasty watch me kiss up her back

I prop her up , she talk to much . I put some dick in her neck

Make sure she straight make sure ate that's how you get ya respect

We like hunch I like to fuck I think I love having sex


Fuck on yo bitch, sex on my main and I still fuck with my ex

I'm just waiting for your cousin I just gotta confess

She got a boyfriend and she messy and she say I'm up next


Cheat on yo nigga fuck on me don't have to deal with no stress


Don't trust no nigga don't trust no bitch get that shit off my chest I fucked on bruh girl and his girl Ik why niggas is stress they pressed
(Uhhhhhhhh)

cye bruh i don't know why you even mad you not the first one
I been doing this shit we been doing this shit
You know what I'm saying
Don't hate the game hate the playa Nigga
cye aye

They call me freak nasty
Some call me zaddy
Ion waste no time I'm tryna fuck send me the addy
I don't do no talking that's my business plz don't ask me
She get freaky for me. Play with that pussy and spreading her ass checks
Baby gotta figure and satuma I
Think she a athlete
Bitches hear about me . Hating ,wishing they had me
I used to love on these hoes that was the past me

When I'm in the booth I tell no lies

Don't point me that beef because them guys ain't one of mine

You see that killa in my eyes

Tell that pussy come outside
(Pussy bitch)

He was raised to run and hide
{Let's go let's go let's go}

When I see my opp it's no talking we gone collide

Yea I fucked his bm he tripping fucked up his pride

He said he's gone kill me shrug my shoulders then I nod

csk the last Nigga that tried yea you can't kuz he with God

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