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cody manson - hockey bag كلمات الأغنية

[intro: cody manson]
aye
haha devereaux
trife life
look

[chorus: cody manson]
what you talkin’ out the side of yo neck for? (what you talkin’ bout?)
i’ma pull up to yo crib and let the tec go (boom!) (shoot up yo mama house)
f_ck a b_tch, i’m known to disrespect hoes (cut this drama out)
stuff her in a hockey bag, fold it up like a pretzel
ayy! what you talkin’ out the side of yo neck for? (what you talkin’ bout?)
i’ma pull up to yo crib and let the tec go (boom!) (shoot up yo mama house)
f_ck a b_tch, i’m known to disrespect hoes (cut this drama out)
stuff her in a hockey bag, fold it up like a pretzel
[verse 1: cody manson]
convicted felon ever since i was a juvenile
you’s a super snitch, you got 911 on speed dial (you tellin’ em)
i’m in arraignment, i’m just pleadin’ for a speedy trial
sorry, your honor, i was just trying to be like my idols (i’m sorry)
you talkin’ all that sh_t, i know you’s just a liar (blah blah blah)
i wish death to all my rivals, hit ’em up with loaded rifles (blaaow!)
k!ll ’em all, no survivors, i’ll turn ’em to cadavers (to cadavers)
then leave their corpse on a pile of burning bibles
i’m not the hipster mr. nice guy that you think i am
hit you with that .44 magnum, son of sam
i really got it out the gutter, sold a ton of grams (yah, yah, yah, yah)
i’m ’bout to film a snuff fl!ck then post it on my onlyfans
you’ll get sn_tched up quicker than you can blink
you keep talking all that tough sh_t but your p_ssy pink
got that hockey mask on at your front door like trick or treat
cut your f_cking throat, now watch you bleed out in your kitchen sink
then ask you

[chorus: cody manson]
what you talkin’ out the side of yo neck for? (what you talkin’ bout?)
i’ma pull up to yo crib and let the tec go (boom!) (shoot up yo mama house)
f_ck a b_tch, i’m known to disrespect hoes (cut this drama out)
stuff her in a hockey bag, fold it up like a pretzel
ayy! what you talkin’ out the side of yo neck for? (what you talkin’ bout?)
i’ma pull up to yo crib and let the tec go (boom!) (shoot up yo mama house)
f_ck a b_tch, i’m known to disrespect hoes (cut this drama out)
stuff her in a hockey bag, fold it up like a pretzel
[verse 2: cody manson]
look i told that b_tch to get her mind out the gutter (out the gutter)
i’ma f_ck her without no rubber but that don’t mean i love her (no, i don’t love her)
she told me if i ever leave her i’m in serious trouble
broke her heart in a million pieces, had to beat up her brother (d_mn)
i don’t say that i live the trife life for no reason
what the f_ck do you expect? i’m from the sewer pipes of cleveland
i rep that team snuff, i throw it up like i’m bulimic
you can look inside my eyes, it ain’t hard to see i’m a demon
you keep talkin’ bout them guns but you ain’t shot sh_t (you ain’t shot sh_t)
i know one thing’s for sure, ho, you don’t want no conflict (you don’t want no smoke!)
you just a bum with some ones, you is not rich (b_tch you’re really broke!)
you just leechin’ off a b_tch that is not pimp (you just bummin’ off a hoe)
they say never trust a man who got a crooked smile! (nah)
rollin’ up that devil’s lettuce with pages torn out the bible
the way you talkin’ out your neck, you must be suicidal
they would never find you ’cause you’re buried down in south ohio

- cody manson

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