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pistoria - face canvas lyrics
(ナース・マザー tag)
pistoria:
kick the bumper off yo rarri
f_ckin up wit a futanari shawty
i walk in boy grippin on my shotty
leaving these p_ssy b_tches sorry
(chorus)
face break
yo days break
leave you f_ckin square faced
turnin your bones into a paste
im runnin to your estate
i break yo spleen
my choppa mean
her p_ssy clean
i make you lean
my beam is green
these bois do not associate with me
(chorus)
i’m loaded up i reload the clips
just wit a quick touch
you must want my d_ck
you never shut up
these b_tches talk sh_t
but never know what’s up
ferment my dagger all up in yo guts
talkin on the cat but you just run
stainin the rug like it was some cum
i got claws do not need a gun
these b_tches they keep on dat talkin n talkin
i come to yo city i’m knocking and sockin
i’m k!llin dis boy and i’m breaking his noggin
f_ckin her so hard and she ain’t gone walk_in
(chorus)
i’m on yo lawn
i’m f_ckin yo mom
my d_ck game strong
deez b_tches never know what the f_ck i’m on
cat hair tie yo b_tch she want
throw another sh_ll at yo face
i’m k!llin you off with the haste
my d_ck got free samples to taste
yo momma would try any day
get the f_ck out my way b_tch
you can suck my c_ck like any day b_tch
the season for this cat is a matin
i’ll leave yo legs to f_ckin shaking
cat demon, yo b_tch drownin in my s_m_n
i pull up and dey be fleein
for the crack yo b_tch see feindin
i pull up and yo momma she drippin all up on my fingers
whip a k and you test me i’ll be bringin all my beamers
(chorus)
[slow down]
ナース・マザー:
yall should stop rappin’
tell me where the passion
i know it’s a for effort
(i guess f means passin’)
pull the strap out my hat [draw] like magic
im watchin on the time
(but to yall’, they all pateks)
show my flow, go go like gadget
lexi on my wrist too froze like pageants
pistol in the bones, opened up like a package
yeah my beats so rare that i sell em by the packet
blow up on my own like i got sold acme
hole in his face (now he got no acne)
you’d crumple up & fold if you got what’s thrown at me
and my soul so cold, i don’t even know happy
dodgin’ the bullets, then hop in the car wit my heater, then popin’ it off like a meter
i can not meetcha cuz talk is a loss for a speaker who’s toppin em off
as a leader
off when i see ya, coughin’ when i see ya, and talkin’ alot when i’m gone
all for the lord, he want you off of the song, i’m pourin’ gas on ya lawn
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