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hook:

smack a gl!cky
leave a n_gga bleedin’ (uh)
pack the d_cky
leave the p_ssy sticky (huh?)

she just want the tummy top?
i give her some tummy tums (mmm)
don’t you f_ck wit’ me, now
i’mma drop you wit’ my gun (boom)

(×2)

verse 1:
i pull on yo’ gang wit’ shooters
we flank left, then we contuse ’em
she suck on my d_ck like a tutor
and i’m brain dead just like a tumor
f_ck you furry, you dressed like a puma
watchin’ those movies right on ya’ computer
why yo’ grandma look like a cougar?
n_gga’ i’m jus’ tryna’ get me some fupa

break:

flank left
flank right
all these n_ggas on me
but they ain’t fight

flank left
flank right
all thеse n_ggas on me
but they ain’t fight (no, no, no)

vеrse 1:

yeah, you heard that right
all these n_ggas wanna fight
pull up wit’ the gang
and we stoppin’ for the night
call out all these mother f_ckers
cuz they ain’t sh_t (ain’t sh_t)
i got all they f_ckin b_tches ridin’ on my d_ck
ice on my wrist when the sythe hits
(sythe hits)
ice on my wrist when the sythe hits
(hey, hey)
ice on my wrist when the sythe hits
(sythe hits)
ice on my wrist when the sythe hits
(_shing_)

hook:

smack a gl!cky
leave a n_gga bleedin’ (uh)
pack the d_cky
leave the p_ssy sticky (huh?)

she just want the tummy top?
i give her some tummy tums (mmm)
don’t you f_ck wit’ me, now
i’mma drop you wit’ my gun (boom)

(×2)

verse 2:

arkay on the beat, b_tch
that’s how we eat, b_tch
i never miss a single f_ckin’ meal
(you’re on your knees, b_tch)
you’re on your knees, b_tch
that’s how i heat this
i pull up wit’ the sticky f_ckin’ glock
and light the lee’s, b_tch
break:

flank left
flank right
all these n_ggas on me
but they ain’t fight

flank left
flank right
all these n_ggas on me
but they ain’t fight (no, no, no)

(×2)

verse 2:

i’mma knock his head off
if he don’t knock it off
f_ckin’ p_ssy n_gga
i’mma run ‘n shoot you up
i’mma run ‘n shoot you up
in the middle of the club
don’t you make a f_ckin’ move
or i’mma call my runner up

stop, wait a minute (padre)
i’mma need a second
(get your head in the game)
all these press reporters know that my f_ckin’ name
has been around since the day that the world changed

hook:

smack a gl!cky
leave a n_gga bleedin’ (uh)
pack the d_cky
leave the p_ssy sticky (huh?)

she just want the tummy top?
i give her some tummy tums (mmm)
don’t you f_ck wit’ me, now
i’mma drop you wit’ my gun (boom)

(×2)

break:

flank left
flank right
all these n_ggas on me
but they ain’t fight

flank left
flank right
all these n_ggas on me
but they ain’t fight (no, no, no)

(×2)

- jc wayne

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