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s god – hd كلمات اغاني

[verse 1: s god]
i take a seat in my palace, little swig of the chalice
i’m on a roll lil hoe, proof is all in the status
i’m boutta cop me a patek, your house the size of my attic
flexin’ hard ’cause i remember times that i didn’t have it
drip drip with the sauce, see my diamonds on voss
takin’ everything inside the game except for a loss
and other things of that nature
b-tch i’m whipin’ that vader
but i might switch it to mclaren just like t the creator
lil b-tch better respect, or i might come for your neck
’cause see my pimp game strong when i come to collect
i put the pressure on the game, now they breaking a sweat
i slap a b-tch so hard you gon’ need to see a vet
floss hard like you do to your t–th in the morning
i’m a savage, i’ll let off 21 with no warning
see you should’ve stopped me early, been a legend in forming
now i’m about to k!ll the game and leave these villians in mourning

[hook: s god]
ooo d-mn, why they wanna hate me
s god, i be flexin’ up in hd
pretty as a b-tch so the girls wanna date me
dead boy rappin’ why the m-sses underrate me
ooo d-mn, why they wanna hate me
s god, i be flexin’ up in hd
pretty as a b-tch so the girls wanna date me
dead boy rappin’ why the m-sses underrate me
ooo d-mn, why they wanna hate me
s god, i be flexin’ up in hd
pretty as a b-tch so the girls wanna date me
dead boy rappin’ why the m-sses underrate me
ooo d-mn, why they wanna hate me
s god, i be flexin’ up in hd
pretty as a b-tch so the girls wanna date me
dead boy rappin’ why the m-sses underrate me

[verse 2: s god]
pull up and i’m lettin’ off the shots, f-ck
your knees better fall to the rocks, duck
wishin’ you could take the spot well b-tch you out of luck
try to touch my crown and you’ll be swallowing these bucks, suck
it’s not my fault that all you f-cking suck
get a better ghost writer if you wanna catch up
i got 2 katana blades if anybody act up
if you gotta prove your worth then you’re really not that tuff
you fake
i ain’t really f-ckin’ with you snakes
how you build a gl-ss castle and expect it not to break
i be risin’ up like vorhees out the lake, give me sp-ce or my blade will rip your face, like wait
you ain’t got enough in the bank
to say you ballin’ like me ’cause you ain’t
i got gold all on my fangs, ’round my neck a devil chain
sink my poison in your veins like

- s god

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