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Ski Mask The Slump God - BUKKAKE feat. Rich The Kid (Lyrics)
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Ski Mask the Slump God
Ski Mask the Slump God
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Rich The Kid
Rich The Kid
Вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
James Duval
James Duval
Автор песен
Stokeley Goulbourne
Stokeley Goulbourne
Автор песен
Dimitri Leslie Roger
Dimitri Leslie Roger
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ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Миксинг-инженер
Jimmy Duval
Jimmy Duval
Продюсер

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Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh Whew Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh Ooh My mucus (haha, bitch) Shout out my mucus, um Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh Bitch, I am wuh-wuh-wuh wuh-wuh-wuh one of a one Hot like a biscuit with crust on the crumb I touch her chest like the cross on a nun Umm, umm (I touch ya chest like a, I touch ya chest, it, it, it, it) If I was vampire, I still survive in the sun I am a motherfucker, asshole and cunt My diamonds clean as a newborn baby dog tongue, umm Pussy too good like yum (like what, what?) Make her do a backflip, then she cum (huh?) Choppers on 'em run up on it get shot (grahh) Thirty bitches, I'mma do what I want (bitch) She wanna fuck on my neck, 'cause I'm cool (water) If the pussy too good, make it blue (make it blue) Use to dream 'bout the Bentley, till the shit came true Got a brand new Rollie and the face all blue Like, uh Yuh, yuh, yuh Shout out my (uh) Shout out my Huh, yuh, yuh Aye, aye, aye, aye I done whip up on the block Block, block, block, block, block, what, drop, huh? Slatt, slatt, slatt slatt I'm just like slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt (ooh) Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Shout out my slime and my ex I'm just like slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt (uh, yuh) Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Shout out my slime and my ex Cause you know they help me blow up Bitch, it's throw up What's on my meat? Boy no cold cut Shout out my Bentley (skrrt) I do doughnuts Whats in your freezer? (freezer) Bitch I'm froze up She want the Molly, thought she told ya? Shout out my bitch (bitch) 'Cause she cold I got the racks in my backpack (backpack) Bluebills on me, that's a kickback (kickback) I'm the young nigga bought the trap back (what?) You can fit a hundred thou in a knapsack (Rich) I'm just like slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt (ooh) Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Shout out my slime and my ex I'm just like slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt (uh, yuh) Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Shout out my slime and my ex, bitch
Writer(s): Dimitri Roger, James Duval, Stokeley Goulbourne Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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