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Worry 'cause the Devil's Daughter got a plan
Ho eternal burning you will have if you don't comprehend
Understand this shit a gansta bitch is sayin' to ya' dawg
Lock you in the trunk mob through the night within the mist of fog never fear

Worry 'cause the Devil's Daughter got a plan
Ho eternal burning you will have if you don't comprehend
Understand this shit a gansta bitch is sayin' to ya' dawg
Lock you in the trunk mob through the night within the mist of fog never fear

Worry 'cause the Devil's Daughter got a plan
Ho eternal burning you will have if you don't comprehend
Understand this shit a gansta bitch is sayin' to ya' dawg
Lock you in the trunk mob through the night within the mist of fog never fear

A nigga callin' himself a killa what's up bitch
Boy you claim you so goddam buck wild with that weak ass shit
Chillin' at the hideout smokin' out not worried 'bout a thang
Ballin' through Black Haven deep as hell in that suburban mane

Always watchin' my back 'cause niggas will Jack you for your fuckin' shit
Female I am but don't give a damn if I split some busta bitch's wig
Three 6 Mafia niggas includin' one female that's bumpin' so hard on you hoes
The only ones talkin' that shit is these jealous ass niggas and all playa hatas you know

Comin' from the darkness of the cut of North Memphis bitch
Killas from the evergreen gardens we don't set trip
For my niggas doin' time in 201 for the crime
Let's get in the gangsta line and throw the Funkytown sign
I'm on that other level a coffin and a shovel
Fly down to put yo' ass before you meet the devil the metal
Penalties I pay by punk ass opponents I practice pain
Juicemane no gang but I slang that thang I keep it

Worry 'cause the Devil's Daughter got a plan
Ho eternal burning you will have if you don't comprehend
Understand this shit a gansta bitch is sayin' to ya' dawg
Lock you in the trunk mob through the night within the mist of fog never fear

Worry 'cause the Devil's Daughter got a plan
Ho eternal burning you will have if you don't comprehend
Understand this shit a gansta bitch is sayin' to ya' dawg
Lock you in the trunk mob through the night within the mist of fog never fear

A nigga callin' himself a killa what's up bitch
Boy you claim you so goddam buck wild with that weak ass shit
Chillin' at the hideout smokin' out not worried 'bout a thang
Ballin' through Black Haven deep as hell in that suburban mane