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humpter dumpter – turd blossom كلمات اغاني

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blew his top back
upped my pole and finished that boy off
because he talked back
double down yo words b_tch
i don’t wanna hear you backtrack
i been cruising with that .44 up in my knapsack
you know that i pack straps
i don’t ever lack straps

i came in like rap jehovah
im the type to run it back and
f_ck you over
then i get yo girl and turn that b_tch around
and bend her over
i can kick yo ass cos you be popping pills
i’m cali sober

wipe you off the earth and leave yo mama cryin
la llorona
i ain’t wanna do him dirty
sh_t got hot like arizona
ima leave y’all ass alone if you don’t
post up at my home
and if you think that sh_t is sweet
i’m gonna smoke you like a stoner
blew his top back
upped my pole and finished that boy off
bеcause he talked back
doublе down yo words b_tch
i don’t wanna hear you backtrack
i been cruising with a .44 up in my knapsack
you know that i pack straps
i don’t ever lack straps

f_ckin on yo b_tch but i ain’t cuff her
had to let her go
but not until i put the cream between like it’s some oreos
they ask if i got guns on me i said
i got a lot of those
you ask too many questions
might riddle you with bullet holes

f_ck it up, i’ll ride down all yo blocks
and turn my bass up
then switch the sh_t and get you with my beam
that tear yo face up
gonna break into yo house and tear that whole
entire place up
mask on my sh_t my sheisty hide my ass
the cops can’t trace up
blew his top back
upped my pole and finished that boy off
because he talked back
double down yo words b_tch
i don’t wanna hear you backtrack
i been cruising with a .44 up in my knapsack
you know that i pack straps
i don’t ever lack straps

i’m built to run it back b_tch boy i’m ford tough
gonna wreck yo sh_t
tear up the block and take down every shooter in yo clique
i’m with the sh_t i got a stick on me i park yo ass indefinite
i call you richard connell cos the game
you playin’s dangerous

i blew his top back (my bad)
upped my pole and finished that boy off
because he talked back (ou)
double down yo words b_tch
i don’t wanna hear you backtrack
i been cruising with a .44 up in my knapsack (i have)
you know that i pack straps
i don’t ever lack straps

let the opps know where i’m at
i hope they come air out the place
i’ll tear em up
then throw a bunch of acid in they mama face
ain’t british but i’ll do em
tea’d the f_ck up like we dumpin cases
in the boston harbor with yo homie
that’s his only trace
hit em with this dark sh_t
caught yo homie walking lone at night
i frightened that boy badly
now he runnin out of sight
i hit him with this knife
up in the jugular
i beat him with 6 bowling pins
like i’m a juggler
haha!

blew his top back
upped my pole and finished that boy off
because he talked back
double down yo words b_tch
i don’t wanna hear you backtrack
i been cruising with a .44 up in my knapsack
you know that i pack straps
i don’t ever lack straps

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