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bryuk - where is the nearest shell gas station? كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: bryuk]
f-ck your b-tch, i don’t give a f-ck
pull up through in my f-cking truck
i came through with about five b-tches
and i now i got too many that i can’t even
f-ck ’em all, yo f-ck ’em all
talking about my haters, yeah f-ck ’em all
came through with your b-tch i was hanging at the mall
then i came through said “yo jordan gotta ball”
ball on these b-tches i don’t give a f-ck
i am snitching on snitches
b-tches, these snitches get st-tches
and then if you got itches i’ll be your scratch
scratch that, scratch ticket
slap you on the -ss, b-tch it’s
just what i do when i doing my thing
pull up on your b-tch -ss, uh
hit you with that sh-t, that’s right (straight up!)
f-cking on your b-tch until
the motherf-cking morning
i don’t give a f-ck if
the neighbors wake cause she moaning
way too loud b-tch, shut your mouth
keep it down, cause you know
everybody sleeps light in this town
cause there’s someone with a gun
trying to get at their back
probably for cooking up the crack
your sh-t sounds whack
i f-ck up some sh-t
then i f-ck your f-cking b-tch
came through with the 9 mm
i’m about to get the heater
heat this sh-t up
hit this sh-t out of the park
like derek jeeter
on my sutherland like kiefer, b-tch

[verse 2: hg $h-llz]
hg $h-llz cooking out the bando
got a bandana on my head
like i’m f-cking rambo
everybody knows that i love my kinfolk
but if you’re not blood
man, i’ll show you to your sinful self
i am a relic to the people
who wanna get down in the club
i got a bug, the jitter feeling
in my glitter, david bowie shoutout
uh yo yo yo man
still trapping, and cooking
cooking ’round the bando
i got mad baking soda
you don’t even know the flavor
of my rhyme, of my rhyme
i rap all of the time
i got b-tches on my grind
they jocking they slopping on my d-ck
they want it all of the time
i got mad shots
for all of these homies who are hating
bro you’re skating on thin ice
man, you’re m-st-rbating
i’m the jerk off who jerks off
to no one i get p-ssy
like i’m f-cking atilla the hun
everyone that messes me will get it
messes with me, i meant
f-cking forget it

[verse 3: young dan]
young dan on the track
juicy j
rolling j’s up on this b-tch
going off without a hitch
i better be on pitch
or this producer’s gonna be p-ssed
slapping the b-tches and jocking the hoes
slapping the b-tches and macking on mo’
money, uh, uh
does it sound like i know what i’m rapping about?
a casa de bryuk production

- bryuk

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