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SPAGHETTII (Explicit) - Beyoncé/Linda Martell/Shaboozey
Composed by：Pending
Genres are a funny little concept aren't they
Yes they are
That Beyoncé Virgo ****
In theory they have a simple definition that's easy to understand
But in practice well some may feel confined

I swear for God is 'bout to hit it
Jeeze oh ah
Woop-woop
Right right right
I ain't in no gang but I got shooters and I bang-bang
At the snap of my fingers I'm Thanos da-na da-na
And I'm still on your head cornrows da-na da-na
They call me the captain the catwalk assassin
When they know it's slappin' then here come the yappin'
All of this snitchin' and all of this *****in'
Just a fishin' expedition dumb admission
In the kitchen cookin' up them chickens
Extra leg but I ain't even tryna kick it
Cunty country petty petty petty
All the same to me Plain Jane spaghetti
No sauce no sauce too soft too soft
They salty they shootin' like Curry
One hand on my holster then pass it to Hova
Thought it was sweet when they was walkin'
In the backdoor of the kitchen past the dirty dishes
Now we on a mission tried to turn me to the opposition
I'm appalled 'bout the proposition
Y'all been played by the plagiaristic
Ain't gonna give no clout addiction my attention
I ain't no regular sanger now come get everythin' you came for
They still love your flame
Ain't no game or I'll pierce your heart
Bang bang bang bang bang
Come get everythin' you came for
Ayy howl to the moon
Howl to the moon
Outlaws with me they gon' shoot
Keep the code break the rules
Break the rules
We gon' ride for every member that we lose
Someone here brought fire ain't no tellin' who
Play it cool
Know the lawman watchin' me every time I move
Bounty on my head can't go west they on my shoes
No matter what the charges is we ain't gon' tell the truth