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ots (only the silvas) - the secret formula كلمات الأغنية

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[intro]
man paolo k!lled this sh_t

[verse 1: 1deezy]
beating on this b_tch cheeks i’m thinking that it’s sandy
w_lly wonka in this cup b_tch i’m sippin on some candy
b_tch i’m slidin on the opps got em feeling like i’m randy
toe tag on a n_gga got it written like it’s andy
got a pb&j glock b_tch this that two tone
spongebob drip but the socks got my crocs froze
jellyfishing for the opps b_tch i got a summer cold
long black k leave him stretched like manute bol

[verse 2: ots paolo]
feel like ms. puff cuz you know that ima blow up
king neptune in this hoe you know the necklace froze up
shot him in his face man ray you know we close up
spongebob and patrick, me and deezy both up
talking all that sh_t and we gon pop him like the dirty bubble
getting bread, mr. krabs, had to go and beat thе struggle
i ain’t talking larry had to go and give him bl__dy knuckles
flying dutchman, always carry green likе i’m bill russell

[verse 3: 1deezy]
hash slinging slash, look
hash slinging slasher by my side ain’t no captain hook
flying dutchman in the whip we got his soul took
bully nose k fold his body like a chromebook
old man jenkins b_tch i’m sliding with a stick
got a spatula with a laser b_tch it prolly got a switch
got the beeper around my hip you can tell by the kicks
sky lark’d a n_gga down but we slid with the chip
[verse 4: ots paolo]
smitty werbenjagermanjensen how the opps look
why the f_ck he blowing bubbles gave that boy an odd look
gonna get a spatula we’ll get your whole blocked cooked
why you sound like squidward’s clarinet yo sh_ts not good
yo b_tch tryna go and get my pickle like she bubble bass
on my mr. krabs sh_t had to count a lotta cash
tryna f_ck with ms. puff i didn’t even go to class
brodie smoking on that kelp he thought that it was real gas

[verse 5: 1deezy]
swimming in the ocean, b_tch i’m feeling like an astronaut
come any close, turn you a ghost let your body rot
poppin off a perc b_tch i’m feeling like i’m doodle bob
squeaky boots on to fit the gucci n_gga take it off

[verse 6: ots paolo]
motor boating all up on yo b_tch david hasselhoff
getting hot, sandy cheeks, gotta take my jacket off
brodie off a perc out here acting like he doodle bob
gotta hit up mr. krabs brodie needs a better job

{verse 7: 1deezy & ots paolo]
posted in the field spiked cleats like i’m dennis
b_tch i’m racked up with the cheese ain’t no tennis
tag toe strangler b_tch i’m feeling like a menace
put the metal to yo t__th like a visit from the dentist
give him 22 shots to his back like he harris
yeah the team eating good sh_t we might be diabetic
b_tch i’m cooking in the lab man i’m feeling like a chemist
i’m the realest in the room but i ain’t schizophrenic

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