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metro zu – blekbarmitzva كلمات اغاني

[verse 1: mr. b]
yeah it’s mr. b welcome to my black bar mitzvah
looking so prestigious so the hoes they call me mista
listen to electronica
blow me like harmonica
nine hoes by my side like candles up on hanukkah
wired like some cable
yeah you know your boy he able
steal your b-tch up from my cradle
cause my rims, they spin like dreidels
better yet i’m just a bad guy
fresher than a rabbi
taking every nigga b-tch and leave them with a sad eye
my game she about to crave it
a memory bank to save it
so i gave that hoe six pointers like the d-mn star of david
money on my mind so the b-tch she need to pay me
frugal like a jew so even pennies need to pay me
weed looking fluffy like the fur of c-cker spaniels
she in a den of lions so she feeling like she’s daniel
b-tch can’t deny it she was dragged in by my aura
now we f-ck reverse it’s like i’m reading from the torah

[hook: ruben slikk]
a nigga getting money like a black bar mitzvah
mazel tov
yeah she sucked my d-ck but i didn’t kiss her
watched her drink my nut like it was just a cup of liquor
used to f-ck with doja but the yola jump quicker

[verse 2: ruben slikk]
y’all niggas bread unrisen like matzah
gotcha, b-tch slurping my d-ck like it’s some pasta
dread headed nigga blowing trees like a rasta
taking y’all to school and y’all ain’t even on the roster
fire -ss trees like there’s horse radish in the blunt
big black d-ck, what these jewish b-tches really want
and a nigga circ-mcised
chop that d-ck like willie wonka
and my d-ck is circ-mcised
chop that d-ck like willie wonka
pradas on my feet b-tch welcome to the temple
inject the game in between your b-tch’s temples
pimp shit, rolling on them beans no lentils
make your main b-tch eat a d-ck with no utensils
miami nigga make the jewish pussy pay the piper
make the pussy open wide
let my d-ck say “?”
jelly rolled ? coat with nuts cause i bust a nut
on the face of a jap hoe yeah a jewish slut

[verse 3: lofty 305]
it’s a nigga’s mitzvah
base head yamaka
talkin in this party to a b-tch named monica
excuse me mr. officer what the f-ck you hating for
i ain’t got no cocaina what the f-ck you take me for
a prisoner? a criminal?
all that shit subliminal
vibing with my white b-tch listening to minimal
and please take this as literal
your wife is looking titty-full
all up in her ear and she said your d-ck is pitiful
it’s critical i’m witty man
never living shitty man
miami my city man
i won’t pimp on anything
i need aristocratic, b-tches automatic
money in my pocket through the ceiling in the attic
f-ggot -ss niggas get split call me moses
when i got that chopper in my hands i be posing
metro zu be my people man we chosen
green ice grill looking rotten and frozen

- metro zu

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