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fukkit & karmyn avra - new york new rock كلمات الأغنية

[part i]

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah
[?]
mm, grah, grah grah

[chorus: f_kkit]
yeah, she a thot, she just give me mata
i got cup, put his ass in a guava
keep a g, need a stick like the op, bro
stand on the field at the side like soccer
upper g get hit with the narcan
whole lotta shots, and they fly like oppa
whole lotta bricks in the pan, like waffle
she hit from the back, i’m address it and box you

[verse 1: f_kkit]
gettin’ out this [?]
sippin’ on drink, he be there like a huckle
she a thot that have s_x, a shocker
i don’t got time, get it done and dial up
and the money stand tall, baka
get hit with the [?] it burn like lava
i’m over to bust in his crib like drive up
i’m him, so runts “i’ma come and drive ’em”
if he step to the set, he get beat down
brand new tint, well ‘lil ho, put your feet down
catch a shot to his face, no rebound
let’s get in this cat, i ride with the seat down
off the drank, i be headin’ to sea now
slid in his ho, so i’m giving her p now
flash on the beam, so he can’t even see now
the figures is flyin’, we’re clearin’ the sea now
[chorus: f_kkit]
yeah, she a thot, she just give me mata
i got cup, put his ass in a guava
keep a g, need a stick like the op, bro
stand on the field at the side like soccer
upper g get hit with the narcan
whole lotta shots, and they fly like oppa
whole lotta bricks in the pan, like waffle
she hit from the back, i’m address it and box you

[verse 2: karmyn avra]
yuh
nose running from the coke, swear it’s cold
i had to break up with the b_tch
just look at her toes, no, no, no (what the f_ck?)
gotta keep a glock on my c_ck, i let it blow
yuh, yuh, yuh

[part ii]

[chorus: karmyn avra]
i just wanna run, i just wanna do my dance
i just wanna thumb two bands
i keep a glock, run up on you and your mans
i hit your b_tch with no hands
i spin the block, my n_ggas gorillas with clips
be ready to let that sh_t rip, this sh_t getting hot
we open it out of the pocket
bullet gon’ make your mom scott, pull out the lot
yeah, i just wanna rock, i just wanna do my dance, like (like_like)
we pull up to jacks in the van
only color sky blue
leave a n_gga bald, he lookin’ like caiuo
i just caught me a rico
yuh, suck my d_ck

- fukkit karmyn avra

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