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swadnoc - milk كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
swad
yup

[verse 1]
hooping didn’t get me far, write it on my repertoire
working over hard just looking for a bar
i’m tiger since ’08: over-par
entendres on entendres; i’m rapping over bars
god-level charm, i’m rapping over tzars
bow before i’m gone, then it’s au revoir
unsaved numbers in my phone
my main girl is curious pr-ne, “that’s not allowed”
what? i thought you said meow
she can have a sh-tstorm on insecurities alone
then she start to furiously drone, on and on, calling me a wildcard
it’s out that i zone, i’d rather be jumping motorcycles and dying hard
but i idolize pretty women in itty-bitty swimming suits, that’s why i am a lifeguard
i got a c-cky swagger, as if my life’s hard
i got love for my pimpins but i gotta call ’em pippens
cause they’re coming up on mike’s arms
there goes the ring girl so i guess this fight’s on
the calm before the storm, calling this my fight song
the dawn of the purge till dawn, swaddy says what’s right’s wrong

[hook]
milk, milk, milk
milk, milk, milk rugh!
milk, milk, milk

[verse 2]
the icky piggy riddles slow just let the kid spit his flow
fatso mcgriddles go, the chronicles of ridd-ck
a gorilla stole the show
i never took a day off, this rap job
living in a day of, this swadnoc
see it through his eyes!
write it all then revise!
takes all winter when flawless can’t suffice
drop it on a suprise
otherwise you’d satisfy with my rhymes designs oppositely idolize
homicides caused by connor’s mind
once you’ve gone inside you can visualize where nirvanna lies
i got few lines in my head like cocaine
put a little fire on it too, that’s propane
a million leagues ahead, true flow game (have a slice)
s-double v-a-d to the n-o-c, my code name
lead in my brain like cobain
explains why i’m crazy
all these top notch broads keep throwing me their lacys
i’m holding out for the queen b like jay z

[hook]
milk, milk, milk
millk, milk, mil-

[verse 3]
k!ller when i end flows, rolling in my benzos
picking up the tempo, my game is a cresendo
worshiping my raps, like i’m spitting hymnals
they rapping with my pen, never been original
ever since prince, turned himself into a symbol!
chill in the midwest
freshman year, but you know the kid best
p-ss with no problems, like it was a p-ss test
came in contact with more gals, than neighborhood blistex
who should i diss next?
my sixteens are pretty nice, you hate with no game that’s a sh-tty vice
swad got the whole pie but boy you can have a slice
mouthwatering like marchocolate, my rhymes p-ss paradise
what’s black and white, and seen more girls kiss than a pair of dyk-s?
that’s my favorite pair of dice
keep my safe in the rear view, i don’t bring ’em inside ‘cept a rare few
the only way she see me from a prayer view
oooh, and imma cut it right there too

- swadnoc

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