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j-len (rapper) - swear to god كلمات الأغنية

[intro: semtexxx]
ayy, ayy
ayy, ayy
ayy, ayy

[verse 1: semtexxx]
wake up, no [?] (b_tch)
look at my my face when i told you to get down (yuh)
[?] my hip now (b_tch)
[?] split down (ayy)
p_ssy, what’s that? b_tch, i can’t get up
trappin’ the [?]
[?] i can’t keep my pants up
f_ckin’ yo’ b_tch in the back of my [?] truck (f_ck)

[chorus: semtexxx]
f_ck, stupid b_tch, no, i won’t ask you (ayy)
keep it to myself, i swear to god, i didn’t plan to
blast you, everything i do is such a bad move
tattoo, i get numbers [?] i never lack, dude
f_ck, stupid b_tch, no, i won’t ask you (yeah)
keep it to myself (ayy), i swear to god, i didn’t plan to
f_ck (yeah), stupid b_tch (ayy), no, i won’t ask you (ayy)
keep it to myself (yeah), i swear to god (ayy), i didn’t plan to (ayy)
tattoo, everything i do, it’s ’cause i had to
f_ck you, i got f_ckin’ b_tches, they be run through
[?] way too many drugs, open the sunroof
[?] i said, “f_ck you, b_tch”
[verse 2: j_len]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
i can’t decide, i might stomp him out
smokin’ that gas, got me coughin’ loud
leave that boy missin’, no lost and found
i really might stomp him out, b_tch
yeah, b_tch, i’m a problem
think i might rob him
got that boy sobbin’ now
eugh, heard that boy talkin’
seen that boy walkin’
so i done shot him down
i can’t decide, i might stomp him out
smokin’ that gas, got me coughin’ loud
leave that boy missin’, no lost and found
i really might stomp him out, b_tch
i can’t decide, i might stomp him out
smokin’ that gas, got me coughin’ loud
leave that boy missin’, no lost and found
i really might stomp him out, b_tch

[bridge: waryy]
pull up like i want to
up the pole, then taunt you
you on my d_ck for numbers
this ain’t what yo’ mama taught you_u_u
[verse 3: waryy]
got my b_tch a evil plug, but i’m smokin’ that za too
put yo’ brodie to the sky, he singin’ wit’ yo’ mom too
i get yo’ family gone too, i’m pullin’ wit’ the grah too
i’m slidin’ for my brothers, i’m with timmy, yah, too (timmy)
pull up with the bl!cky, i’m shootin’ down by his f_ckin’ leg
i pull up with the dominant glock, it get you f_ckin’ pegged
yo’ whole life fake, just yo’ house is the whole f_ckin’ set
like yo’ last name kennedy, i’m aimin’ at yo’ f_ckin’ head

[verse 4: swagdisease]
breakin’ necks, take a second (yuh), you fallin’ off, what i reckon
you hang yourself a new necklace (ayy), you hear my song (ayy), full retention
in my dms for attention (ayy) and taggin’ me for a mention
like it’s a nerd_off convention, one_ten (what?) i come in (what?) ele_e_e—
boo, quit, rap, you ain’t the sh_t, but you cr_p, like who is you?
no cap, quick spit, take a hit, then i run back, i know i’m coo’
no cash, check the bank, it’s in red, paint the walls that, it’s all on you
all black, to your city, h_lla guns ’til you fall back, fall back

- j len rapper

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