f*ck With a Witch lyrics
by Banshee
[Intro]
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[Chorus]
This is the last time
I swear to f*cking god
I've lost my f*cking mind
Don't you leave this f*cking room
b*tch, don't make me find you
In your stupid Pontiac top, down
I'm coming straight for your head
[Verse]
f*ck with a witch b*tch
Never live another day to sip a natty ice
In your dirty ass room
With some b*tches that you met online
Who just wanna smoke all your weed
Good for them
They need it more than you
[Outro: Elliot Rodger]
I don't know why you girls are so repulsed by me
It doesn't make sense
I do everything I can to appear attractive to you
I dress nice, sunglasses here, three hundred dollars, Giorgio Armani
I'm sophisticated, I'm magnificent, I have a nice car, a BMW
I'm polite, I am the ultimate gentleman
And yet you girls can never give me a chance
I don' know why
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