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melonmarz – da boys كلمات اغاني

[chorus: melonmarz]
uh, uh
uh, uh, what’s that sh_t? it sounds like the f_cking boys
uh, uh, jump in here b_tch don’t make no f_cking noise
uh, uh, whacking sh_t like them boys in illinois
uh, uh, cops on d_ck cause we play wit ‘glizzy torch

[verse 1: melonmarz & sir abe]
it’s big c.o.b. you drop yo low then we gone be there n_gga
everybody throw a hundred shots because theses glees extended
i won’t even tryna spin they side but brodie name got mention
when you get up to them pearly gates just tell ’em leeky sent you
uh and we gone get up with you
chalk em i a suit so you can see we really handle business
think the choppa g_y, it get up close and try and kiss a n_gga
know his momma sad won’t tryna hit em but he was with them b_tches
uh, this some murder sh_t
i feel like the murder man so i need me a murder b_tch
ain’t got sh_t to do with gang cause we ain’t never heard of jit (uh, uh)
don’t be in the trap unless you whipping or you purchasing (yeah, yeah, uh, uh)
bro just hit my phone and told me its a lock to spin
he try catch a vic and he just got them blue m30s in
sliding off the perc its me and tb that’s my murder twin
said they want my head then p_ssy n_gga come and do this sh_t
but they ain’t doing sh_t
they just like to talk online
won’t even come outside
laugh at post when n_ggas die
surround they house and open fire
this ain’t no gang banging sh_t
n_gga f_ck the politics
old head tryna tell me how to move
go eat a pile of d_cks
[chorus: melonmarz]
uh, uh
uh, uh, what’s that sh_t? it sounds like the f_cking boys
uh, uh, jump in here b_tch don’t make no f_cking noise
uh, uh, whacking sh_t like them boys in illinois
uh, uh, cops on d_ck cause we play wit ‘glizzy torch

[verse 2: sir abe]
uh uh, yeah, murder she wrote
big c.o.b and we uppin’ the score
plug in town, he sell for the low
these n_ggas playin’, we turn ’em to ghosts
poppin a xan, i feel like lil boat
i love the wocky i’m pourin the four
that n_gga better not come out the door
’cause if he do, he get sent to the lord
uh uh, got my gl!ck, feelin’ shiesty get my l!ck, uh, uh
f_ck yo’ b_tch, you ain’t gettin guap like this, uh, uh
melly spin, pass it over, k!ll assist, uh, uh
she love my bl!ck, glizzy got unspoken rizz, uh
gotta a choppa with the red beam, we point the f_cker at this face
we pull the trigger, make a n_gga dreads swing, we gon close a mothef_cker case
shorty comin’ over, cum all on her face
n_ggas talkin’ crazy, hit em with the k
shorty suck me up and i don’t know her name
shorty gon’ do it prolly’ for the fame

- melonmarz

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