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prkr blu - #silkroadd lyrics
(intro)
(?)
c’mon cmo’n c’mon let’s get that b_tch dressed up over here
(chorus)
b_b_b_b_b_buying u_u_uh on the silk road
o_o_on d_d_dark web i be going dark mode
oh_oh_oh_oh_oh_oh
snap you like a photo
need the job done why ain’t you say so?
(pre_chorus)
w_w_why u calling me a flop?
a_ain’t got no money b_tch go get a d_mn jo_o_o_ob
i_i_i don’t really wanna ta_a_alk
he ain’t gon’ be laughing when i’m pulling out my glo_o_o_o_ock
(verse 1)
g_guess that i be wrong
f_cking on my ex, yeah u think that ur so cool
c_claiming that ur poor u shop at whole foods
feel like prkr blu i’m the teacher u about to get school
(verse 2)
keep the chrome around my waist
i’mma put him down, silencer
do not disturb, b_tch don’t make a sound
i’mma run u for ur check
keep thе scope i’m on ur head
say it louder b_tch
i can’t hеar a word u said
(refrain)
shut up, shut up, shut up
they show no respect
when i hit him in his sh_t
i_i i_i’m a suspect
shut up, shut up
they show no respect
when i hit him in his sh_t
i_i’m a suspect
(verse 3)
yeah u said we gon’ have phone s_x, what the f_ck
bullets fill him up, i don’t think that sh_t enough
i’ve been sayin’ seeing way many f_ck (1crusafix) claiming
ion even know u what the f_ck u saying
cut him like i’m jason
i don’t know why you tryna be me
p_ssy steady oppin’ me, watching me like it’s tv
he ain’t get no money, then he left the f_ckin’ vc
(verse 4)
ahhhh, i’m making all these racks
ahhhh, money’s whatchu lack
ahhhh, roll him in a pack, ahhhh
yeah my choppas blow him up (lalala)
yeah ain’t got no money, swear to god he got no funds (lalala)
talking sh_t about me, but he never f_ckin’ won (lalala)
see me in the back b_tch i’m only getting dubs (lalala)
i’mma roll him pack smoke him like it’s bud
(pre_chorus)
w_w_why u calling me a flop?
a_ain’t got no money b_tch go get a d_mn jo_o_o_ob
i_i_i don’t really wanna ta_a_alk
he ain’t gon’ be laughing when i’m pulling out my glo_o_o_o_ock
(verse 1)
g_guess that i be wrong
f_ckin’ on my ex, yeah u think that ur so cool
c_claiming that ur poor u shop at whole foods
feel like prkr blu i’m the teacher u about to get school
(refrain)
no i had enough
choppa on my hip if he tough (whatever)
i see that u mad, don’t give a f_ck
choppa on my hip if he tough (whatever)
(verse 5)
i’m so unoriginal
but i am not giving up
k!ll yourself go end it all
bro be deafened in the call
ur career is gonna fall
feel like curry i’mma ball
he said that he doesn’t know what he saw
stay with me
say u wanna leave, but it’s k!lling me
getting all those bands yeah, i get that green
b_tches really hate me yeah they envy me (envy me)
(outro)
b_b_b_b_b_buying u_u_uh on the silk road
o_o_on d_d_dark web i be going dark mode
oh_oh_oh_oh_oh_oh
snap you like a photo
need the job done why ain’t you say so?
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