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maxo kream - fatt blacc twins كلمات الأغنية

[intro: maxo kream]
(ayy, tez, this you?)
kream clicc gang, gang
maxo, maxo, maxo, maxo
alright (let’s go)

[chorus: maxo kream & bfb da packman]
fat, black, gap_toothed, and i still be f_ckin’ skinny hoes
weed, percs, syrup, work, trappin’ i could get it gone
addicted to that syrup, shh, i’ll bl!ck my granny for it
extendo on the glizzy, this b_tch shoot just like a semicolon
me and bfb the fat twins, i just look better
no escalator, elevators, all my n_ggas real steppers
he cappin’, i’m more s_xy, only f_ck with hoes who messy
ratchet b_tches be a blessing, dodge or benz, don’t f_ck with tesla

[verse 1: maxo kream]
okay, i take my shirt off and your lil’ hoes try to molest me
i f_cked this b_tch, she top mе off, i played it off like she my bеstie
glock with a d_ck, i add a b_tton, watch it switch like caitlyn jenner
ray charles, stevie wonder, walk with sticks like blind n_ggas

[verse 2: bfb da packman]
i can’t wait until the day i scratch miss lizzo off my checklist
uh, she with a skinny n_gga, that’s why she ignore my message
told dallas martin to tell lil’ baby, don’t she miss her blesser?
real north flint n_gga gettin’ money out in texas
[verse 3: maxo kream]
thirty sticks in the studio, bfb lookin’ real nervous
i be with real street n_ggas, i don’t bunfight in the murders
still cut perkies with the fentanyl, just put a lower dose
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[verse 4: bfb da packman]
police come and question me ’bout cocaine and some murders
p_ssy b_tch, i work for ups, i know you n_ggas hurt
oh, side note, i snuck them b_tches in the plane in granny girdle
gotta have it, i be trickin’ on the b_tches that be squirters

[verse 5: maxo kream]
police grabbed us for the rico when one p_ssy n_gga snitched
god forgive, i don’t forget, so when i catch him, he get spinned
bogart hi_tech, mixin’ seals, my cup real dirty like flint water
one_twenty_one, one_thirty_nine, i f_cked a mother and her daughter

[verse 6: bfb da packman]
quagen in my fanta, sellin’ pints in east atlanta
got a fiend from out the swa and i nicknamed him country grammar
ayy, my favorite b_tch a stripper ho, the p_ssy taste like candy
i’ma get that check regardless, either rap or trap or scammin’

- maxo kream

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