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moxley! - soul eater! كلمات الأغنية

[intro: flxres]
aight, n_gga, shut up
yuh, uhhh
what i’m gon’ say, what i’m gon’ say, what i’m gon’ say, what am i gon’_
egg_egg_egg
aight, uhhh
uhhh
uh

[verse 1: flxres, moxley!, 561 santana]
britney, b_tch, cause i did it, uh (yuh)
cops pullin’ up cause i did it (uh)
fist beyblade, i’m gon’ rip it, yuh
that b_tch on my d_ck i’m gon’ l!ck it (uh)
wait, gimme a minute, uh
shut the f_ck up, b_tch, and spit it, uh
you all on my d_ck, she gon’ spin it, uh
santana gon’ handle his business (yuh)
cartier it’s all over my lenses (yea)
take that b_tch off of my friends list
talk about money, then send it
i got my foot on they neck in giuseppe’s
me and my n_ggas we ’bout to stunt
i pour a six in a five
and we get all the money cause i want some mo’
these fn bullets make you hit the floor
[interlude: flxres]
uh, uh, uh, my b_tch she bald, uh
wait, f_ck, what was it gon’ go likе?
oh, sh_t, sh_t, sh_t, sh_t, aight
uh, uh, uh

[verse 2: flxres]
walk in, lil’ n_gga steppin’, uh
my b_tch bald like elevеn, uh
trappin’ at 7_11, uh
beat b_tch ass like tekken, uh

[interlude: flxres & moxley!]
that’s not_ that’s not it
the f_ck? uhhh
uh, uh, uh, yea, uh (huh, yea, yea)

[verse 3: flxres & moxley!]
ayy, back of the class act stupid, uh
strike through your b_tch, no cupid, uh
twist that b_tch up, no rubik’s, uh
better back the f_ck up my shoes, b_tch
uh, we start a war
uh, she wantin’ some more
yuh, call that b_tch a wh0re
uh, i’ll f_ck up the store, uh
3k for the shoes, this that christian dior
couple of blue turn your b_tch to a wh0re
just copped some revenge and i ordered some more
uh, not walkin’ alone, yea, i walk in with four, uh
watch how i turn to a death scythe
i do not stop at the red light, huh
stealing your card i’ma get right, huh
i had to cop me a red bike
10 hands and they out like a d_mn strike
uh, tory lanez, that b_tch gon’ dance right (yuh)
dominican b_tch on my d_ck, huh
2 hoes on me like death the kid, huh
my girl, she leave with your b_tch, huh
beyblade on my d_ck, let it rip
f_ck n_gga, run it up
don’t got no b_tch, ain’t cuff her up
i recorded the first time, f_ck, whatever, whatever, whatever
shut the f_ck up
all that f_ckin’ talking p_ssy, you best walk up
[outro: flxres & moxley!
this guy stinks! ahhh

- moxley

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