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rjldiablo – sausage*** كلمات اغاني

[chorus]
i’m feeling it up in the air, my b_tch a witch and she blair
f_ckin’ your wife and she bare, you say that i shoot you, ain’t there
all of my bullets in opps, you don’t know sh_t like my pops
b_tches look hot in their tops, shot 64 like the top of the pops
i ain’t never had no options, talkin’ sh_t and we pop him
whippin’ ’round in gotham, pull up to the london brothels

[post_chorus 1]
she f_cking with me and i can’t take no sh_t
acting up on your b_tch like brad pitt
she f_cking with me and i can’t take no sh_t
acting up on your b_tch like brad pitt

[verse 1]
this ain’t like my last sh_t
i saw your gun, now, b_tch, pass it
i took a l on my maths test
we was learnin’ ’bout the masses
my people gon’ shoot and we trappin’
james charles sees a 9_year old, goes to his house and claps him
i caught b_tches fappin’, i been hеre rappin’
stop saying you k!ll, b_tch, you cappin’
but if he want the beef, ovеrlap him
collars on collars, i feel like a dog
feeling so vicious, b_tch, i am on top
all of my bullets in opps
brain is so numb like your pops
these b_tches be fire in their tops
trap 64 like i’m on the top of the pops
they know who i be, i’m the cream of the crop
all of my sh_t be on all of your bops
f_ck all of these trends: stop doing the wap
all of my money be lookin’ like guap
spreadin’ this b_tch out like guac’
[chorus]
i’m feeling it up in the air, my b_tch a witch and she blair
(she wanna take off the crocs)
f_ckin’ your wife and she bare, you say that i shoot you, ain’t there
(60 years old; throwin’ rocks)
all of my bullets in opps, you don’t know sh_t like my pops
(c_ck a dude who’s rude like a c_ck)
b_tches look hot in their tops, shot 64 like the top of the pops
(time for the second verse, i better stop)
i ain’t never had no options, talkin’ sh_t and we pop him
(speed up the sh_t…)
whippin’ ’round in gotham, pull up to the london brothels
(and the sh_t ’boutta drop)

[post_chorus 2]
you wanna f_ck with the cool
my b_tch said i’m rusty like a tool
you wanna f_ck with the cool
my b_tch said i’m rusty like a tool

[verse 2]
every motherf_cker is a fool
time to show ’em all the rules
slap a motherf_cker ’cause i’m cruel
measure the d_ck wit’ a ruler
…

- rjldiablo

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