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blurr - 11:45 lyrics

i dont give a f*ck bout what you f*cking heard
all i want is cheese ya i just want the curds
out in london n im f*ckin on some birds
geeked out wit the gang like we be some nerds

kickin it sippin the henessy
i grab her legs n they open like sesame
i’m in her box like a penalty
i make that girl sing a beautiful melody
playing this game likе its destiny
my pockets hefty so hеavily

the money so steady
i got the sauce like i’m cooking spaghetti
talk to the p*ssy like eddie
i’m wit your bit and i ride her like chevy

stackin like lego when i get these banz
i’m on the court ya while you in the stands
just like a boxer ya she got them hands
her name mercedes she ride like a benz

huh yah with a ten, huh yah like i’m ben
huh yah i just f*cked, on her friend
smoking kush, till the end
i don’t know, where i am

ya i told that b*tch keep walking like my name was christopher
i don’t need n0body when my ice so cold like brrr
i’ve been with so many b*tches it’s just like a blurrr
i know im the sh*t yeah i’m the sh*t just like a t*rd
i dont give a f*ck bout what you f*cking heard
all i want is cheese ya i just want the curds
out in london n i’m f*ckin on some birds
geeked out with the gang like we be some nerds

ok, lets go
whippin and dippin in sauce
give her the pipe make the p*ssy exhausted
i got the green like i’m playing for boston
i’m in ya bay like a muhf*ckin dolphin

ya
huh

move with precaution
b*tch i’m a baller like dwayne the rock johnson
i got a line
watch where you crossing
bury my name, bury you in a coffin

i could double dip it in a big b*tt
back to the bank i haven’t even slipped up
yea
way too f*ckin deep in her g spot
dat little bit know daddy got the d ah huh

woah, wake up in the morning get dough
ain’t no amount of money make me ever sell my soul
woah
get the stripper flippin on the pole
then we skinny dippin and i’m flippin in the pool

and she wanna pat down bro
chicka chicka bow chicka bow wow bro
big dog no dachshund bro
all my sh*t slap like a back hand doe

i got amari the jeans
i get the bag and i get it with ease ya
i just want all of the cheese
so much designer i’m drippin and sneezing
jelly the p*ssy like marmalade
i get the pesos i get it like andalé
ay
i’m witcha bae sippin chardonnay
40 be rollin he feel like the charmin bear

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