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Angelus - sassup witcha Lyrics



Angelus - sassup witcha Lyrics




(I miss you, angel)
(Yo, azul!)
Yeah, it's big megatron, nigga pay attention!

I'm trynna sassup witcha
She trynna f*ck me over
Don't talk bitch, we through we over
Cringe nigga said he a loner
Bitch so mid I ain't get a boner
Girl you so lame, won't hold ya
Can't recall the day I met ya

I ain't rocking with my kids, i'm bad father (father)
Why you asking if I love you, girl I just met ya (met ya)
I just lowkey wanna hit and dip, excuse my manners (manners)
I don't got none in me, disrespecting you in person (person)
I don't f*ck with you when I'm in New York
I don't f*ck with you when I'm in Missouri
We don't f*ck with you when we in LA
I'd name every state but I am in a hurry
I got out my birkin, working
Brand new bitch, she perfect
That boy need some learning (learning)
Give his ass a lesson
Seven in the whip, driver getting mad at us
I'ma spread that money up, looking like accordion
You're ashamed of your art, nigga own up to yourself
Nigga free Palestine, why u eating McDonald's?

I'm trynna sassup witcha
She trynna f*ck me over
Don't talk bitch, we through we over
Cringe nigga said he a loner
Bitch so mid I ain't get a boner
Girl you so lame, won't hold ya
Can't recall the day I met ya

Yuh, this some real nigga music bitch
Niggas don't even know how far we came for this shit
Niggas don't even know we comin' different
From Paris to London to LAX, steppin'
'F*ck is you talm bout? It's Big Megatron, nigga
Pay attention
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(I miss you, angel)
(Yo, azul!)
Yeah, it's big megatron, nigga pay attention!

I'm trynna sassup witcha
She trynna f*ck me over
Don't talk bitch, we through we over
Cringe nigga said he a loner
Bitch so mid I ain't get a boner
Girl you so lame, won't hold ya
Can't recall the day I met ya

I ain't rocking with my kids, i'm bad father (father)
Why you asking if I love you, girl I just met ya (met ya)
I just lowkey wanna hit and dip, excuse my manners (manners)
I don't got none in me, disrespecting you in person (person)
I don't f*ck with you when I'm in New York
I don't f*ck with you when I'm in Missouri
We don't f*ck with you when we in LA
I'd name every state but I am in a hurry
I got out my birkin, working
Brand new bitch, she perfect
That boy need some learning (learning)
Give his ass a lesson
Seven in the whip, driver getting mad at us
I'ma spread that money up, looking like accordion
You're ashamed of your art, nigga own up to yourself
Nigga free Palestine, why u eating McDonald's?

I'm trynna sassup witcha
She trynna f*ck me over
Don't talk bitch, we through we over
Cringe nigga said he a loner
Bitch so mid I ain't get a boner
Girl you so lame, won't hold ya
Can't recall the day I met ya

Yuh, this some real nigga music bitch
Niggas don't even know how far we came for this shit
Niggas don't even know we comin' different
From Paris to London to LAX, steppin'
'F*ck is you talm bout? It's Big Megatron, nigga
Pay attention
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Writer: megan angelus, Angelus
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Angelus
Language: English
Length: 1:22
Written by: megan angelus, Angelus

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