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Pussy bitch, go ahead, push the button Sipping lean, dread in my head, double cupping Lil bitch gimme head like a glutton Piling up dough, no dope in the oven Got the whole underground shaking Coaast poppa xan, go ham like bacon Whole club turning up, earthquaking Goth bitch on my dick put the stake in Coming in with some dapper shit This they sayingyin' that you not a rapper shit That before never after shit Fuckin' lil bitches right into the mattresses Not too young but we savages Got these bitches just rolling up cabbages You ain't gotta ask where the palace is Sipping that syrup straight outta gold chalices Pussy bitch, go ahead, push the button Sipping lean, dread in my head, double cupping Lil bitch gimme head like a glutton Piling up dough, no dope in the oven Pussy bitch, go ahead, push the button 6 6 6 and we coming out the coven Witchcraft on my dick got me bustin' Ass bring a tear to my eye like an onion You ever wonder where these dark thoughts come from? When alone thoughts of you and some red rum Cause I need you like this snare needs a kick drum Smoke weed to forget what I've become, comfortably numb They say I got a venomous mind Like Dahmer, Osama, and the Dalai llama combined I'll be doing the mamba with yo mama in the behind Before I cut off her nipples with the sharpest knife I can find Drag the lifeless body through the basement Asking where her face went? It's splattered and scattered over the pavement Who woulda known that I could get this dark? Like a shark, I'll rip you open then I'll pull you apart It's an art This kinda shit could never peak on the chart So I guess I'll have to push this pencil straight through your heart Ungh "Hey bitch l? I don't mean to alarm you But I think that dude over there is trying to harm you." "Fuckin pussy why'd you go ahead and tell her our plan, be a man, and stick a fuckin' Cigarette to her hand." Wait, shit, I don't know What the fuck is this happening Attack everyone around me with a backhand slap again While I'm dancing, romancing a maniac man mannequin Packing 60 bodies into the back of a black sedan again Packing 60 bodies into the back of a black sedan again Pussy bitch, go ahead, push the button Sipping lean, dread in my head, double cupping Lil bitch gimme head like a glutton Piling up dough, no dope in the oven Got the whole underground shaking Coaast poppa xan, go ham like bacon Whole club turning up, earthquaking Goth bitch on my dick put the stake in
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