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Ayy, ayy Kony D-Wade, came a long way from hoop dreams Bitch huck, so I sold her a cute dream Movie scenes, two bitches in a bucket You gon' lick the whole dick while your best friend fuck it Ooh, shoot, name a shooter I don't hoop with I don't fuck with suckers, even ones I went to school with A real Blood, watch me bang on this blue strip Pay for this dick, I don't care if you a cute bitch Ah, let her fuck it up, go 'head Slidin' with ice, I pull up on 'em in a sled I was dead, ain't no nigga try to feed me I threw him green shells, now he red, on Luigi Fiji, if she got the water, I'ma need it Cold blood killer, I'm a beast, I'm anemic I ain't never froze, but my ice age freezin' Call a couple demons, in church with my deacons I ain't learn to swim, I was born in the deep end Treat me like a boat, when she squirt, I be sinkin' Looked at my ice and she kept on blinkin' He commit treason, I might leave him steamin' I don't know shit, I grew up with my heathens Shoot him in his back 'cause he thought he was leavin' Beefin'? Nigga, I don't even like cleanin' If it's on, then it's on, you must not like breathin', nigga He must not value life Hit me in the dice, I'ma take a nigga life Kony might spray like a shaken-up Sprite And I won't go to court if they offer me a strike Last bitch fagged, I consider her a dyke Shoot him in his brain, now he can't think twice Great aim, I don't need a beam or a light Free my niggas in the pen', they will never see the light
Writer(s): Christian Thomas, Sama Banya Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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