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g-mo skee - pinkies up كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
look
they say you gotta change with the times
but i don’t like the new school so i’m staying behind
you could pop another xanny, pass away and just die
on the side of a busy highway in dubai
kiss my ass, i’m smoking big chop gas
b_tch i spaz and y’all need to get off flat
’cause you n_ggas love talking, f_ck this podcast
hip_hop trash, i’ma bring slipknot back
i f_cked your bitty, she got one titty like the oblongs
when the last time somebody said “play your song”?
meanwhile i’m finna ball out like lance armstrong
this is not music, this a god d_mn car bomb
what’s the name of the label that you’re working with?
i’ve never heard of it, call it february 30th
your album was so f_cking pathetic i’m returning it
and burning down the store just for sеlling and supporting it (this sh_t sucks!)
so eat a c_ck_meat sandwich and some orangеs
before i crush a n_gga and turn him to an accordion
i’m not an alcoholic but i’m finna chug a 40
and i just so happened to be drunk while i was recording this

[hook]
my team we some, sippers
we can’t drink enough, liquor
no emcee can f_ck, with us
keep my pinky up, n_gga
my pinky up, n_gga
keep my pinky up, n_gga
my pinky up, n_gga
keep my pinky up, n_gga n_gga
[bridge]
ever since i was a kid i had a foul mouth
and then i got a little big, i’m finna wild out
wait ’till they get a load of me, bit my style, ow
how about you n_ggas stop rapping and you bow down?

[verse 2]
n_ggas know what time it is with me
if you go against me, then you’re history
i’m so sick, f_ck six, give me ten feet
i used to rip sh_t from richmond to twin peaks
back when them cats had a volvo with six speeds
yelling [?], rest in peace big b
i was 16 turning emcees to minced meat
whether you believe it or not, that sh_t is ripley’s
i could give a f_ck if you call me one_dimensional
i’m biggie smalls’ interlude, i just wanna sh_t on you
y’all n_ggas have no flavour but you n_ggas food
y’all n_ggas so plain, no john witherspoon
all i do is kick ass an entire song
my firearm look like it came from cybertron
your f_cking brain must be smaller than a spider’s b_lls
if you go against a n_gga like me, right or wrong
after i say these obnoxious things
n_ggas’ll never wanna see me cook again like paula dean
they hit me on the web with a lot of memes
’til i caught them in person and hit them with the bada_bing
[hook]
my team we some, sippers
we can’t drink enough, liquor
no emcee can f_ck, with us
keep my pinky up, n_gga
my pinky up, n_gga
keep my pinky up, n_gga
my pinky up, n_gga
keep my pinky up, n_gga n_gga

[bridge]
ever since i was a kid i had a foul mouth
and then i got a little big, i’m finna wild out
wait ’til they get a load of me, bit my style, ow
how about you n_ggas stop rapping and you bow down?

- g mo skee

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