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ouija macc – la cienega كلمات اغاني

[intro]
devereaux
“let’s go”

[verse 1]
eeny, meeny, miny, little [?] sippin’ gutter water
[?] might be hard, but you sucker there’s some cookie batter
if i get to poppin’ any harder, need a body double
f_ckin’ on yo mama, mother f_cker, i’m a mother f_cker
say you make it rain, but i don’t even hear a pitter patter
you gon’ end up somewhere with a hatchet hangin’ out your bladder
talkin’ h_lly sh_t, but when you leakin’ it don’t really matter
p_ssy little kid, you need to find somewhere to play
[?] talk about the money, but you never really makin’ nothin’
rappin’ h_lla fast but half the time you never sayin’ nothin’
chop ’em to pieces and put the ice in my [?]
i got the stripe like adidas and you ain’t gotta believe us
don’t even bother with glasses ’cause you ain’t never gon’ see us
they don’t wanna see a juggalo up in [?]
i gon’ whippin’ in the telsa when i’m swingin’ down la cienega
itty bitty k!lla, and you know i’m gettin’ [?] skrilla
plus my shawty sassy, there’s some motherf_ckin’ sarsaparilla
if you really wanted this, whatever, p_ssy mother f_cker
talkin’ ’bout the devil, you ain’t ready for that mother f_cker
if you really wanted this, whatever, p_ssy mother f_cker
talkin’ ’bout the hatchet, you ain’t ready for that mother f_cker
[chorus]
chop (chop) down (down)
hatchet in your noggin is exactly where you headed, sucker
chop (hold up) down (chop down)
think this sh_t is gravy ’til i run up on your ass and you get
chop (chop) down (down)
talkin’ ’bout the hatchet, you ain’t ready for that mother f_cker
chop (hold up) down
find a way to bury you and p_ss upon that mother f_cker

[post_chorus]
you must die, you too must die
yes, you must die, the sky is falling
you must die, you too must die
yes, you must die, the wind is calling

[bridge]
“gather the elements. the time is upon us.”
you don’t wanna see (nah nah, nah)
the reaction, chopped to fractions
you no longer breathe (nah nah, nah)
drop the ashes in molasses
you don’t wanna see (nah nah, nah)
the reaction, (you don’t) chopped to fractions
you no longer breathe (nah nah, nah)
drop the ashes in molasses
[chorus]
chop (chop) down (down)
hatchet in your noggin is exactly where you headed, sucker
chop (hold up) down (chop down)
think this sh_t is gravy ’til i run up on your ass and you get
chop (chop) down (down)
talkin’ ’bout the hatchet, you ain’t ready for that mother f_cker
chop (hold up) down
find a way to bury you and p_ss upon that mother f_cker

[post_chorus]
you must die, you too must die
yes, you must die, the sky is falling
you must die, you too must die
yes, you must die, the wind is calling

[outro]
“it shall all cross over soon.”
chapter 17

- ouija macc

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