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devon brent - fraudzilla كلمات الأغنية

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[intro]
i’mma k!ll this sh_t

[chorus]
cook cook cook cookin up the crack, i got the cookie fat
okay, i got these b_tches comin back, they on the pookie pack
okay i got this sh_t so f_ckin dope b_tches don’t know
that i put the fentanyl in the coke bro

i been comin so dirty with it, dirty with it
b_tches from my hometown, blow me when they “heard he did it”
when they heard he did it, no they ain’t believe it
til they got down on their knees and they start receiving

the sermon, the s_m_n, i’m dosin out the demons
sip thе blood of christ and wash it down, this cracker’s schemin
oh my god, i’m a muh f_ckin fraud yeah
evеrything i spit is straight a façade yeah

[verse]
i’mma k!ll this sh_t everytime that i’m in the booth
like i’m under oath, i’mma spit the truth
to these f_ckin youth, with the metal detectors in their f_ckin schools
like they was detectives, they got the sleuths

see that’s the truth
yeah that’s the truth and it’s sad but it’s true
i been back up in this b_tch with the freestyles every f_ckin morning
and i’m k!llin this sh_t, i got these f_ckers all mourning
at the wake of the beat’s funeral yeah
i’m actin rash like ivs, numerals
talkin roman bro, i’m a gladiator
yeah he ate the p_ssy, no regrets: he glad he ate her

i been lookin for a biddie who will take a toungin
but i’m busy spittin witty when i’m f_ckin comin
i love the f_ckin drumset, i love the bass and snare
call the snare a trap, homie yeah i been there

[chorus]
cook cook cookin up the crack, i got the cookie fat
okay, i got these b_tches comin back, they on the pookie pack
okay i got this sh_t so f_ckin dope b_tches don’t know
that i put the fentanyl in the coke bro

i been comin so dirty with it, dirty with it
b_tches from my home town, blow me when they “heard he did it”
when they heard he did it, no they ain’t believe it
til they got down on their knees and they start receivin

the sermon, the s_m_n, i’m dosin out the demons
sip the blood of christ and wash it down, this cracker’s schemin
oh my god, i’m a muh f_ckin fraud yeah
everything i spit is straight a façade yeah
[verse]
i been comin with the wordplay
writin rhymes turnin up on a thursday
smokin blunts… i quit the liquor
i quit the booze but i’d still probably l!ck a…

p_ssy… i love the p_ssy
kick a b_tch in the c_nt we playin footsie
i don’t p_ssyfoot nah, that’s an old eminem bar
k!llin sh_t with my fam like i’m benoit

cause i’m wrestlin, with these thoughts homie
voices in my head, imaginary thots homie
imaginary girlfriends, yeah you f_ckin get it
but the strip club, is where i’m f_ckin headed

[chorus]
cook cook cookin up the crack, i got the cookie fat
okay, i got these b_tches comin back, they on the pookie pack
okay i got this sh_t so f_ckin dope b_tches don’t know
that i put the fentanyl in the coke bro

i been comin so dirty with it, dirty with it
b_tches from my home town, blow me when they “heard he did it”
when they heard he did it, no they ain’t believe it
til they got down on their knees and they start receiving
the sermon, the s_m_n, i’m dosin out the demons
sip the blood of christ and wash it down, this cracker’s schemin
oh my god, i’m a muh f_ckin fraud yeah
everything i spit is straight a façade yeah

- devon brent

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