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zxtr - lalagirls* كلمات الأغنية

(zxtr)
1, 2, 3, hit it!
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(jump in that bih!)
lalagirl, yeah
lalagirl, l a l a

one f_cking reason i left you is cause you too broke
another f_ckin’ reason cause you use 3_in_1 soap

huh, run up a check with me, yeah
keeping up 223s, huh
f_ck that arps, yeah
fist fight f_ckin’ me, huh
leave you bl__dy clean, yeah
flee the f_cking scene, yeah
feel like hollis, how i got two f_cking jeans, woah
she a f_cking fiend
he be sippin’ lean
but they just teens
(what the f_ck?)

(austiverse)
got my photocards, huh, hop into the car
we got tickets for newjeans and we gotta drive so far, huh (so far)
f_cking b_tches there, huh, f_cking b_tches where?
we got b_tches in the motel and we do not give a care, huh
roll another blunt, yeah, roll another blunt, yeah
even when i’m drunk i can f_ckin’ stunt (let me show ‘ya)
i’ma eat her c_nt, huh, while i’m serving c_nt, huh (i’m like that b_tch)
she gon’ f_ckin’ grunt, when i eat her from the front, yeah
(zxtr & austiverse)
posted up with astin, got some b_tches and they rollin’ blunts
flexin’ that you f_ckin’ my ex like i give a f_ck
yeah, i’ve been eating up yo p_ssy for f_cking lunch
spread her legs open and i’m bouta f_ckin’ munch

(zxtr)
(i don’t really care about you, no, no, no, no)
(i don’t really care about you)
(1, 2, 3, hit it!)

got this b_tch, yeah, she sucking my feet, yeah
choppa make you dance like godd_mn selena
b_tch i f_cked you, hit ‘yo femur
posted up in godd_mn lima
i never cared ’bout you
but i never said it well
i don’t really care ’bout your brother or your sister
oh well (oh well, oh well)

now i’m sending f_cking bullets
9mm, f_cking pellets, i don’t care
i’m sending you to h_ll
i don’t care about you anyways
ima f_ck your, f_ck your friend in the f_cking staircase
lalagirls, yeah
lalagirls, yeah they rock the world
lalagirls, yeah they the queens, yeah
we rocking with the sample or nah?
i don’t care ’bout your prob’
i don’t care ’bout your dog
i don’t care, i don’t care bout your job

(austiverse)
russian mothaf_ckin’ roulette
hope you bite the bullet
hope you got a full set
or you’ll f_ckin’ regret
or you’ll f_ckin’, huh huh
f_ckin’ regret, huh huh huh

and i got a few picks, huh, made a few l!cks
got this b_tch in the back, and she’s gonna suck my d_ck
f.p.journe on my wrist, huh, go throw a fit
cause your b_tch only likes, when i hit her cl_t
arp’s on me, huh, gonna get green
yeah we act like a fein, leaving you on the scene
i don’t care about needs, huh, i just want trees
put your hands on your knees, or i’ll be a thief, huh

(wait who are you again?)
(i’d rather be dead than go back, he’s a creep, you’re b_tch, and you won’t deserve each other)
(give it a rest ramona, this a league game!)
(meaning?)

- zxtr

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