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kissthecrook - woodgrain كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: coolboii]
dripping in hate like its jewelry
i’m wit the foolery
shooting at n-ggas not cool wit me
what can they do to me?
no one refusing me
not really wit it they finally admit it
i’m nowhere near finished – denied
blowing him up in his ride
kissin’ his b-tch in the night
then dip on my bike
he be the heathen, that been undefeated
the essence of eden
the dead and the beaten have rised
drinkin’ they blood and they cries
eatin’ your soul when you die
scientists wanna know why
is he just the devil disguised?
i’m just the one you despise
seeing thru negative eyes
spreading thru all of they lies
i’m chillin wit hannibal knives

[hook: coolboii & kissthecrook]
in a dark room – whip woodgrain
flooded my watch, bloodied might stain
drip like rain
feel no pain
still no shame
but you better bet i whip woodgrain
in a dark room – whip woodgrain
flooded my watch, bloodied might stain
drip like rain
feel no pain
still no shame
but you better bet i whip woodgrain

[verse 2: kissthecrook]
put your hands up – issa stick up
need to get a bag of boges for the ash fl!cka
cash pick up, a l!ck hitta
stuff it in the bag watch for dye packs
back up with my sights on ya
mans tap my pack, see ya
lightly jog to the jag
throw the sack in the trunk, then we dash
driver goin’ fast – hope we dont crash
no luck, gash flowin’
out the window goes the cash blowin
free for all – rust
doin’ it every night
doin’ it every day
doin’ it every way
every man for himself
ain’t no f-ckin’ team in the game
brush myself off and retreat and
that’s when i felt hand on my feet
bro tried to trip, fend for his fam
don’t f-ck around with that, kicked in his can
hop the metal fence at the corner house
laundry hangin’ from the tweed dresses and a blouse
lookin like cross dressers way they switchin’ up
unless my d-ck is hard, b-tch i don’t a give a f-ck
for these lames, many times i gotta f-ckin’ say i dont play
sub me off the bench for the day
i run yo -ss in circles like a f-ckin’ motorcade
sippin’ on the gator drank like my -ss in naples mane
i’m f-ckin’ on yo chick and i’m playin’ with her nipples mane
pullin’ out my stick and im sprayin’ on her dimples mane

- kissthecrook

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