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Rah Digga

Rah Digga

Fk Y'all

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* the same song appears on the Outsidaz "Night Life" EP

intro
Yeah, Rah Digga once again, about to set it on
Representing for all my girls across the globe
Ladies we gon' set it one time, c'mon...

chorus 1 (Rah Digga)
Say fk y'all (fk y'all )
Everyone of y'all (Everyone of y'all )
Don't trust y'all (Don't trust y'all )
fk all y'all (fk all y'all )

verse 1 (Rah Digga)
All my girls that had it up to here
We about to make changes coming in the new year
Say fk y'all (fk y'all )
Don't trust y'all (Don't trust y'all )
Stayin' up in the game give all these lazy fkers
Trife as* strife with all them wack baby mothers
fk y'all (fk y'all )
Everyone of y'all (Everyone of y'all )
Let's take their bail money, make it hair and nail money
Chanel money, Nike and Adidas Shell money
girls 'bout to shut down your whole line of gang
Gasp! thinking you gon' put some s**t in money
It goes with other women shoe kinda fitting
Suck a nigg*'s friend, tell his man like he hit it
Lying on your d*ck, blow your spot, oh well
Bunch of b*m as* can't even cop hotels

chorus 1

chorus 2 (Young Zee)
fk y'all girls (fk y'all girls)
fk all y'all girls (fk all y'all girls)
I don't trust y'all girls (Don't trust y'all girls)
So fk y'all girls (fk y'all girls)

verse 2 (Young Zee)
On my room ceiling, I got mad mirrors built in
So when I fk you you're gon' feel like you're at the Hilton
Fake dime hoes, you give 'em Aliz
You can smell their toungues from a hundred miles away
Y'all lame Gucci girls (Fake Gucci girls)
Stink coochi girls (Stink coochi girls)
My pop girls up in back of Zee's truck
But we ain't going nowhere till after we fk
Cause ??? we might not touch, how that sounding?
I don't give a fk if a b*tch come in growling
Tell your girls 'fk everyone of us'
Y'all hoes can eat till your motheruckin' stomach bust
Drop your drawers, come slop my balls
You'll get a trip going straight to the mall and I...
Let your pretty as* run loose
And go distract the cops while your as* go 'boost!'

chorus 1

chorus 2

chorus 1

chorus 2

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