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fedd the god - killer bs كلمات أغنية

[intro: fedd the god]
yeah, yeah, ha
they want that north sh_t (sh_t)

[verse 1: fedd the god]
hit the corner, park the whip
get out, get the baddest b_tch
i’d rather cool behind the scenes
but i got some savages
call me mister, put that sh_t on everywhere
no average sh_t
and i’ve been ballin’ top ten
sports center _n_lyst
lil baby want me put some d_ck in her
but can she handle it?
i like my bottles with some romance
baby light the candlestick
and i got looney to my left
wе say, “aye bro, she kinda fit”
and now she wanna f_ck thе gang
because she think we kinda rich
and i got every kinda b_tch
i done sold every kinda zit
these n_ggas hate because i’m up they looking every kind of p_ssed
you see this bulge in my left pocket it grant every woman wish
we get money over here n_gga we every kind of lit
[chorus: fedd the god]
i had every kinda b_tch, skinny slim thick
i sold every kinda zip, coke weed p_ss
i’m every kinda lit, n_ggas broke sick
i’m every kinda rich, banks mattress
i had every kinda b_tch, skinny slim thick
i sold every kinda zip, coke weed p_ss
i’m every kinda lit, n_ggas broke sick
i’m every kinda rich, banks mattress

[verse 2: wiz khalifa]
i’m with some neighborhood crips
black, white and asian
i like every kinda b_tch
even puerto rican she go crazy on the d_ck
scared of them mcqueens
see my f_cking truck outside
that’s the car of her dreams
i got shrooms in my jeans
outfit clean
she f_ck with a skinny n_gga
cause the d_ck is really mean
g_bong, blowing all the steam
ysl, mix it with some lean
i got cookies and kk
i might f_ck your b_tch today
baby girl i gotta work
i could never ever stay
i got bb’s heavy flavor
she wanna f_ck with a tailor
[chorus: fedd the god]
i had every kinda b_tch, skinny slim thick
i sold every kinda zip, coke weed p_ss
i’m every kinda lit, n_ggas broke sick
i’m every kinda rich, banks mattress
i had every kinda b_tch, skinny slim thick
i sold every kinda zip, coke weed p_ss
i’m every kinda lit, n_ggas broke sick
i’m every kinda rich, banks mattress

[verse 3: chevy woods]
they hanging out that window with that drake singing that’s choppa talk
b_tch i’m from the bird that p_ssy fire and that’s proper talk
she said she got some friends
i put my man on it
she popped her ass i popped the band and threw some cash on it
hit her from the back and told her this ain’t what you used to
her n_gga whole circle sweet
them n_ggas fruit loops
i just hit the gun store
told’em, “glop me, mask on with your b_tch dancing”
jabberwocky
i used to serve them junkies everything off that pago
she know i got the sauce, i can’t get that b_tch prego
her n_gga wanna be me, she want cc
she like fenty, she like fendi
[chorus: fedd the god]
i had every kinda b_tch, skinny slim thick
i sold every kinda zip, coke weed p_ss
i’m every kinda lit, n_ggas broke sick
i’m every kinda rich, banks mattress
i had every kinda b_tch, skinny slim thick
i sold every kinda zip, coke weed p_ss
i’m every kinda lit, n_ggas broke sick
i’m every kinda rich, banks mattress

- fedd the god

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