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mac critter – switches dump كلمات اغاني

[intro: mac critter]
(oh, that’s mj)
yeah
the realest (mj on the beat, man)
ar_15 with the hundred round drum with the shade, catch the net on the side of that b_tch
f_ckin’ the ho in the bentley, we go outer sp_ce and we f_ck on a private and sh_t

[chorus: mac critter]
f_ckin’ the ho in the bentley, we go outer sp_ce, and we f_ck on a private and sh_t
ar_15 with the hundred round drum with the sh_t, catch a net on the side of that b_tch
twenty reds, rods, rubber bands in both of my pockets, i’m spеndin’ your salary
buh, switches, they dump
fuh, switches, thеy dump
maybach, i don’t feel a bump
feel like i’m ridin’ on a cloud, seat recline to the trunk
scat pack low, go slow over him
spoiler in the front, i be crushin’ the car
back door sh_t, we finessin’ up front
twenty_four seven, try our rollie, gon’ pump
pull up and kick open the door, frrt
stickin’ this d_ck in your ho, huh

[verse 1: mac critter]
pull up and kick open the door, frrt
opp number four (p_ssy)
in the 392 scat pack wide body with dracs, smokin’ baby cho
pourin’ up green heart, rollin’ up dead opps
smokin’ this muddy, i’m crackin’ these fours
he wanna play hard, stand in his front yard
.762 knock the hinge off the door
pretty ass ho go to college, she molly
i get in that p_ssy, be stabbin’ that ho
racks not skinny, bands, got plenty
f_ck out a [?], sn_tch out the [?]
b_tch, i’m the menace, .556 and .7 (blrrt)
squeezin’ the drac’ like eleven
ho tryna shop with a vendor, i [?], i’m a winner
i be stuffin’ d_ck in her
i spin the block in the 392 with these .762s
see the shots, i ain’t been in no phantom
i f_ck a player and that p_ssy, ain’t let her l!ck her hand
get a taste of self for dinner
s_xy ass ho say she come from the island
’bout it like i got a number one contender
700 walk down, tge, tryna go [?]
[chorus: mac critter & ytb fatt]
f_ckin’ the ho in the bentley, we go outer sp_ce, and we f_ck on a private and sh_t
ar_15 with the hundred round drum with the sh_t, catch a net on the side of that b_tch
twenty reds, rods, rubber bands in both of my pockets, i’m spendin’ your salary
buh, switches, they dump
fuh, switches, they dump
maybach, i don’t feel a bump
feel like i’m ridin’ on a cloud, seat recline to the trunk
scat pack low, go slow over him
spoiler in the front, i be crushin’ the car
back door sh_t, we finessin’ up front
twenty_four seven, try our rollie, gon’ pump
pull up and kick open the door, frrt (uh, uh)
stickin’ this d_ck in your ho, huh (yeah, huh)

[verse 2: ytb fatt]
i’ve been stickin’ this d_ck in her throat
n_gga, i’m a real fox, i ain’t a goat
n_gga, when i check in the trenches, thirty_thousand on me, glock and a marchiano coat
n_gga, i was down bad, f_cked up, them p_ssy n_ggas wouldn’t give me a coke
now i’m on powder some more and some more and some more, uh, and some more
lil’ n_gga wanna smoke with hand vowels in it
i’m the reason the motion in the trenches
sprinter bus, six crip b_tches
n_gga, i got rod wave f_ckin’ with me
she kept it real like [?] hit the b_tch
she threw a fit so i put her in prada
ho, would you be here if i ain’t had these dollars?
man, the mafia [?]
uh, i got the rick owens sword on my feet
i’m poppin’ sh_t, it’s just me and lil’ meech
foxes only, play for keeps
swingin’ my dreads like chief keef
before the deal, i was rockin’ some cleats
in the field for real ’til they ask about me
courtside, i pay racks for this heat
if the b_tch ain’t bad, can’t sit by me
i’m with lil gotit, he pushin’ the pedal for real, slimy srt
yellin’ “free lil double”, this sh_t on repeat
off the heel with this switch soon as you reach
i got like two_hundred thousand on top of my neck and another fifty in my jeans
i got the beans, atlanta, ga, me and critter ridin’ maybach seats
[chorus: mac critter]
f_ckin’ the ho in the bentley, we go outer sp_ce, and we f_ck on a private and sh_t
ar_15 with the hundred round drum with the sh_t, catch a net on the side of that b_tch
twenty reds, rods, rubber bands in both of my pockets, i’m spendin’ your salary
buh, switches, they dump
fuh, switches, they dump
maybach, i don’t feel a bump
feel like i’m ridin’ on a cloud, seat recline to the trunk
scat pack low, go slow over hump
spoiler in the front, i be crushin’ the car
back door sh_t, we finessin’ up front
twenty_four seven, try our rollie, gon’ pump
pull up and kick open the door, frrt
stickin’ this d_ck in your ho, huh

- mac critter

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