Jeffrey Dahmer lyrics

by

GetRichZay


[Intro]
(You won't leave him a clue? Please, for my man Taz)
Uh-huh

[Chorus]
Yeah, send that b*tch go get me a burger, fries and own apartment
Yeah, they know GetRich hang with super slime like anaconda (Ah)
Yeah, b*tch, I feed my Draco people with me like Jeffrey Dahmer (Mmm, hmm, mmm-mmm)
Yeah, swear that b*tch a super freak, eat di*k like Scott lasagna (Yeah)
Uh, presidential tint, I feel like Barack Obama (Skrrt)
Yeah, lil' b*tch on her sh*t, she the sh*t, but she don't bop

[Verse]
b*tch, I take dеsigner drug, I get high like hеlicopters (Uh, uh)
Hit him with this fully chopper, he gon' need more than a doctor (I swear he is)
Can't believe he cuffed that b*tch, she eat di*k like Benihana (Like Benihana)
Send that b*tch to Chick-fil-A, b*tch, I don't eat no damn McDonald's (Huh-huh)
He though he was the sh*t, he got clowned just like Ronald (Boom)
Yeah, gave that b*tch some di*k, she was singin' like Madonna
Yeah (Yeah), all these guns came fully mad at— like we in Ghana (Bah-bah)
Yeah, Lil Flip catch an opp in traffic, he don't do no talkin' (Shh, do no talkin', b*tch, and you know that)
Free '9ine, big b*tch

[Chorus]
Yeah, send that b*tch go get me a burger, fries and own apartment
Yeah, they know GetRich hang with super slime like anaconda (Mmm, hmm, mmm)
Yeah, b*tch, I feed my Draco people with me like Jeffrey Dahmer (Yeah)
Yeah, swear that b*tch a super freak, eat di*k like Scott lasagna (You know that)
Uh, presidential tint, I feel like Barack Obama (Yeah)
Yeah, lil' b*tch on her sh*t, she the sh*t, but she don't bop
[Outro]
Uh
Uh, she the sh*t, but she don't bop
Yeah, that's good right there
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