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Everything by Rich The Kid




Everything
Chorus: Rich The Kid]
I make your b**ch roll up my Swishers, your b**ch wash all my dishes
Your b**ch pick up my pack, boy, I send her on a mission
Your b**ch do everything, your b**ch do everything
Your b**ch do everything, I make your b**ch do everything
I make your b**ch roll up my Swishers, your b**ch wash all my dishes
Your b**ch pick up my pack, boy, I put her on a mission
Your b**ch do everything, your b**ch do everything
Your b**ch do everything, I make your b**ch do everything

[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
Oh, she a sl*t, she a dog, she a freaky ass b**ch
But she rollin’ up the kush, and then she suckin’ on my dick
I’m like, “b**ch, please, hoe get out my face”
Why the f**k you in my house? b**ch, get out my place
First she wash the dishes, then pick up my pack
First she suckin’ on my dick, lickin’ on my sack
I’m like, “hoe, where the f**k your man?”
All up in the pussy, and I be goin’ HAM
I got racks on racks on racks on racks, b**ch, I got the stupid packs
Blowin’ on that kush, that loud, catch me in that f**kin’ cloud
Your b**ch do everybody, your b**ch at every party
She roll that kush, she suck that dick, and then she pop a molly

[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
I make your b**ch roll up my Swishers, your b**ch wash all my dishes
Your b**ch pick up my pack, boy, I send her on a mission
Your b**ch do everything, your b**ch do everything
Your b**ch do everything, I make your b**ch do everything
I make your b**ch roll up my Swishers, your b**ch wash all my dishes
Your b**ch pick up my pack, boy, I put her on a mission
Your b**ch do everything, your b**ch do everything
Your b**ch do everything, I make your b**ch do everything

[Verse 2: Derez De’Shon]
Your b**ch do whatever I tell her
And she eat what I feed her
Make your b**ch feel special
f**k the hoe, and then leave her
Your b**ch say she love me
I tell her the same thing
Gotta beat the work in the jewelry store with my prisoner
Chain gang, couple bad b**ches, a few plain janes
Now your b**ch my main thing, and then we young niggas like Chief Keef
We don’t cuff a hoe, we bang bang
It’s Rich The Kid and D Dash, better get your hoe ‘fore we take her home
f**k her like she a porn star, and then drop her off with you later
Oh, Dash

[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
I make your b**ch roll up my Swishers, your b**ch wash all my dishes
Your b**ch pick up my pack, boy, I send her on a mission
Your b**ch do everything, your b**ch do everything
Your b**ch do everything, I make your b**ch do everything
I make your b**ch roll up my Swishers, your b**ch wash all my dishes
Your b**ch pick up my pack, boy, I put her on a mission
Your b**ch do everything, your b**ch do everything
Your b**ch do everything, I make your b**ch do everything




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