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wavy jone$ - the invocation (screwed & chopped) كلمات أغنية

[intro]
cut off your mind

[verse 1: ruby da cherry]
getting wavy with wavy
my last name is nuff not jones
couple bones washing up on the shore
skull missing now me p_ssing off the motherf_cker who give me the cash to do the job
corn on the cob, motherf_ckers trynna bob their head to $uicide
b_tches thinking that my heartthrob
but my heart don’t throb ‘cuz its tied in a knot
veins clot
brains rot
staying in the same spot
stayed in the game like a couple locks
he probably gonna od from the roxy
my style
don’t copy
been dead, yung mutt just a proxy
approximately the posse autopsy was sloppy
lacing my blunt with epoxy
no way jose one way headless corpse on a kawasaki

[chorus: mr. tinimane]
lookin’ out my window i grip and hold my gauge in fright
not because i’m scared junkies roam my hood at night
lookin’ out my window i grip and hold my gauge in fright
not because i’m scared junkies roam my hood at night

[verse 2: wavy jone$]
man i came from the bottom so i never had sh_t
got a couple dollars now it all makes sense
got a couple hoes and they all up on my d_ck
feel like benny from the sand
when he hopped that fence
ducked off wit a clip f_cked off wit yo b_tch
bust dat p_ssy boy lip when i mosh in the pit
ima dog you the sh_t
you a fraud get a grip
no god. no flaws. no laws in this b_tch
got a old school b_tch, got a 02 b_tch
got a home proof b_tch to come home to sh_t
ima hoe too trick you a whole two
b_tch ill expose you then i’ll dispose you
i got my tombstone signed by a kennedy kid
i got a 245 and the henny i sip
my t__th gold switch hoes like i hate the b_tch
i need mo nemo like an eighth of fish
i’m too gone

[chorus: mr. tinimane & $crim]
lookin’ out my window i grip and hold my gauge in fright
not because i’m scared junkies roam my hood at night
lookin’ out my window i grip and hold my gauge in fright (uuuh, $ui, $ui, $ui)
not because i’m scared junkies roam my hood at night ($ui)
[verse 3: $crim]
sleepin’ all alone, $uicide boy shooter
young loser, drug abuser, lil chevy cruiser
speaking in tongues, talking to satan in almost every song
residing in the garbage, anything i smoke is strong (get em’)
59 straight outta the gutter
louisville slugger to make sure you suffer
cluttered with busters and suckas
look out the shutters, you see all my brothers
another motherf_cker ready to die
$uicideboy$ hang the rope up high

[chorus: mr. tinimane]
lookin’ out my windowi grip and hold my gauge in fright
not because i’m scared junkies roam my hood at night
lookin’ out my window i grip and hold my gauge in fright
not because i’m scared junkies roam my hood at night

- wavy jone

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