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john x smith - gorilla كلمات الأغنية

[intro: john x smith]
so fucked up
yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 1: john x smith]
the 4 it got me gone, the b-tch i play a pawn
i just told t i’m like, we really on yeah (we on like yeah)
i feel that, mira mira, yeah
i cannot spend my whole check (yeah), oh really rich (yeah)
and she been want it like this (yeah), she take the whole d-ck (yeah)
she bad, she bad, she bad, she bad (yeah)
fuck on a b-tch like that (yeah), fuck around get to the bag (yeah)
b-tch i don’t fuck with the blow (yeah)
white be all up her nose (yeah)
she be all in my clothes now (yeah)
b-tch you gone fuck with my gang
so she gon fuck on my gang

[chorus: rare bandz]
bape on my jacket i’m going gorilla, she wanted to screw so i drill her
if you ain’t gang i don’t hear ya, i stay with a goon, can’t fear ya
nigga you know i can’t feel ya
rare lifestyle you know how i’m living
i’m chasin’ the m for my children
but i got these bad habits of spendin’
yeah yeah (yeah you know i blow a bag)
b-tch, you know that (yeah)

[verse 2: john x smith]
i’m in the rover, with 4 they like a clover
she taking pictures, fucking on the kodak
she ain’t know yet, my wrist it like it 4 rack
and now i’m faded, she smile like it prozac (yeah)

[verse 2: rare bandz]
ballin’ like penny i stay with a dime
ain’t no dm she gon fuck off the rhyme
beat on the beat you would thought it was a crime
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (already know that)
rare lifestyle you know how i’m living (check it)
i’m chasin’ the m for my children (get it)
but i got these bad habits of spendin’
yeah yeah yeah, b-tch, you know that (yeah)

[verse 2: john x smith]
my shooter so sick they gon’ give you a cough
and i be hittin’ all these b-tches raw
loving my d-ck, but she know i’m a dog
yeah yeah yeah yeah, she know that (know that, know that)

[bridge: rare bandz]
supreme and louie i stay with the newest
gold on my body i feel like a buddhist
walk in a room and these b-tches like who dis
yeah yeah yeah, nigga like who dis

[verse 3: rare bandz]
getting this money by triples and doubles
run to the bag with a gangster huddle
margiela steppin’ i might leave a puddle
yeah yeah yeah, b-tch i might leave a puddle
all of this water i might need a floaty
shine through the hate, got me feelin’ like kobe
smokin’ on scooby so i’m moving slowly
yeah yeah yeah, b-tch i’m smokin’ on scooby

- john x smith

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