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ouija macc - smdmfd كلمات أغنية

america’s most wicked
(devereaux!)
chapter seventeen (huuh!)

[verse 1]
pull the trigger watch ’em fade to grey (yuh)
hatchet chop ’em down and put that buster on display (hol’ up!)
i’ma let you choose, pick the bullet of the blade (blade)
i burn that church to that ground on a sunday (sunday)
ouija mister mutilator bodies in the incubator
b_tch i got some sh_t to do but i’ma come and k!ll you later (itchin!)
silly hater ’bout to need a new defibrillator
ouija whippin’ up the flavor thumbin’ through some f_ckin’ paper (huh!)

[chorus]
b_tch i’m in the cut smokin a blunt with some juggalos
i don’t give a flying mother f_ck ’bout them other hoes
when a lame show they face let that motherf_cka know
suck my d_ck mother f_cker die
b_tch i’m in the cut posted up with some juggalos
i could give a hot god d_mn ’bout them other hoes
tell them motherf_ckers talkin’ sh_t since they wanna know
suck my d_ck mother f_cker die (die!)

[verse 2]
tired of the fraudulence, tired of the lies (yeah!)
student of apocalypse whippin’ up demise (whippin!)
body getting older but my soul is just a child (huh!)
standing in the pyramid with that joker smile (hol’ up!)
darcc planet clown with that funky funky sound (wicced!)
went nationwide still wicked clown down (yuh!)
i’ma rep the set ’til they put me in that ground
i’ma rep the set ’til they put me in that ground hoe
[chorus]
b_tch i’m in the cut smokin a blunt with some juggalos
i don’t give a flying mother f_ck ’bout them other hoes
when a lame show they face let that motherf_cka know
suck my d_ck mother f_cker die
b_tch i’m in the cut posted up with some juggalos
i could give a hot god d_mn ’bout them other hoes
tell them motherf_ckers talkin’ sh_t since they wanna know
suck my d_ck mother f_cker die (huh!)

[verse 3]
you be looking stupid as a b_tch
oh you mad that i’m lit, got a bag of them chips while i’m mashin’ the whip
with my brothalos too, talkin’ trash you get hit
and that’s sad cause your b_tch she a fan of my sh_t (hol’ up!) (ooh!)
you be tellin’ her to “turn it off!” (turn it off!!!) (huh?)
but she in love with that funky sauce (splash!)
knowing d_mn well you could never be a boss
tryna beef with me but it’s obvious you already lost

- ouija macc

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