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cole myer - hellifornia freestyle كلمات أغنية

i did it first
americans stay riding on my back, we go to work
deleted bing and google, someone teach my how to surf
i’m partially native so your land is still my turf
every time i’m in the p_ssy, cole gon’ go berserk
last time you was in some p_ssy was yo birth
just tell us the truth or else its only getting worse
i can guarantee n0body gon’ be beside your he_rs_

when you die its only down hill, for now its bottoms up
the usa in need of funk, let me turn ’em up
unfortunately i walk into the set, the dj playing russ
i’m leaving, lets go to another party, you is busted as f_ck

it’s time for me to ride
if i crash the whip i pray to god that i maintain alive
why we tell the truth whenever we can go and tell a lie?
tell me to ignore it, nah, cause i don’t wanna hide

if my b_tches had a d_ck then i’d erect hoes
first i pull up to the set and then its ready, set, go
simon said to touch yo head then bend it backwards, touch your toes
if i was england i’d be mad i’m not the one who concurred cole

she gon’ put it on me
bad vibes, see her in my head feels like i’m getting haunted
finally, you coming to your senses, ain’t the one you wanted
you could show me anybody right now, let’s get diabolic
man y’all really thought?
i thought y’all went and lost the plot cause y’all been forced to stop
i ain’t rapping out my ass just for your sh_t to pop
even if i don’t need credit, i’m still taking props
heres the proposition, eat my b_lls or suck my c_ck
i tend to rap on every beat, producer wanna rock
i told him, “take it up a notch and let the drums knock”
i never told you hold it down, i’m done with dumb thots
i’m done rapping over trap, i’m into punk pac
i like to shoot my b_lls above the rim, a cum shot
i lost my love for all these hoes, they bunch of dumb bops
like its call of duty i keep k!lling aimless bots

let me take it back and focus on this hoe
you was ruthless to me, demons in my mind all i can show
give it ’bout a single month before you crying at my door
had to tell you over and over i don’t want you anymore

so when you done with all that fake story telling
all that “been there, done that” i’m getting back to yelling
man, you mad at me for something i ain’t do but you mislead so let me clear your mental
a therapist would probably help but you still scared to be direct hoe

hurts me everyday how you still f_cking up my head hoe
i don’t want no one to see me, still feel shame, incognito
i need a mental block to block you out, send me to mar_a_lago
cast us all the way out like there’s no one left to block bro
come on turn me up, i ain’t hurt enough, i ain’t heard enough
done with all that buddy buddy i forgot to focus up
put me in a lamborghini but i want the loadest one
i don’t got the money yet, i’m taking from your funds
you think you all that, lets go band for band or sum
i’m bruce banner, got a f_cking hammer, bum
you really thought that you could actually run us up?

- cole myer

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