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cyraq - midgets lyrics
[intro]
you know what i’m sayin
boom boom
face shots, you know what i’m sayin
we throwin grenades, bazookas, all type of sh_t
[chorus]
f_ck a nissan imma slide in a jeep
next n_gga run off he gon die in a creek
jump out yo car you gon die in the street
i’m finna be rich he gon die if it’s beef
bird on yo head i’m cl!cked up with the pigeons
eric og we cl!cked up with the midgets
doin all that dissin somebody went missin
boy i got nine face shots for a kitten
[verse]
these n_ggas p_ssy and that is sh_t showin
like i keep me a dryer man i get to blowin
he ain’t like he onnat i’m already knowin
the pole made him freeze he thought it was snowin
you mission failed, whatever you plannin
f_ck where you from we slidin on planets
excuse me i’m shootin unless i got manners
hop out on a demon and now he a dancer
oh you ain’t a hoe then i’m poppin yo cherry
imma walk down a aisle with the glock when i’m married
his t__th on the ground go get him a fairy
i need some new opps cuz these opp n_ggas scared
and we be f_ckin they hoes
while i’m in miami my young n_ggas stoppin they shows
trynna rap like me you g_y then a hoe
hollow tips hit his face now his face on the flo’
you b_tch finna eat up and who gon get beat up
trampoline glock put him six feet up
slide in fur coats this how we t_up
ran off on the plug no he gotta re_up
glock with a d_ck finna give you a quickie
we wet him like dishes or fry him like chicken
pull up on my fat hoe she gave me a visit
glock full of lean gon f_ck up yo kidney
b_tch come dribble and play with my b_lls
dominoes when i shoot he gon fall
don’t swing i keep me a stick in the mall
i’m famous i’m takin yo b_tch in the mall
she ain’t get sh_t out this hoe but a cookie
last year i shot me a n_gga for lookin
can’t hang with the k!llas we heard you a p_ssy
the glock like a thot it’s gon clap like a booty
[chorus]
f_ck a nissan imma slide in a jeep
next n_gga run off he gon die in a creek
jump out yo car you gon die in the street
i’m finna be rich he gon die if it’s beef
bird on yo head i’m cl!cked up with the pigeons
eric og we cl!cked up with the midgets
doin all that dissin somebody went missin
boy i got nine face shots for a kitten
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