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neverland - ad 20 lyrics

{ part i }

{verse : ruch sensei}
they only love you when you not around
told lil shawty be silent don’t make no sounds
and that p*ssy wet it’s like the river nile
i swear i’m bussing any minute now
yeah they won’t dare * steal
so they just stare
2 voices argue in my head
elevation uh i’m climbing up the stairs
that double cup is too my far right
helped me through my dark times
finally i see my star shine
but still don’t believe in star signs

{part ii}

{intro : ruch sensei}
yeah my soles bleeding red
yeah my soles bleeding red

{chorus : ruch sensei}
yeah my soles bleeding red, jet black with the peanut b*tter inside
k!ll that p*ssy leave it dead
and i brought plan b ‘cause i’m nutting this time
yeah mamacita if you don’t smoke weed then you can bring along your shisha
d*mn lil mama so eager
ain’t done nothing like this i’ll teach her
yeah my soles bleeding red, jet black with the peanut b*tter inside
k!ll that p*ssy leave it dead
and i brought plan b ‘cause i’m nutting this time
yeah mamacita if you don’t smoke weed then you can bring along your shisha
d*mn lil mama so eager
ain’t done nothing like this i’ll teach her
{verse : kofi biggs}
don’t talk ‘bout that hoe like we already know she a pr*ne f*cker
me and sensei young goats like trust me bro there is no other
i’m a known lover
but i’ll still pull up on smoke
and please yeah don’t stutter
i thought that you was my n*gga
but trust me a thief is no brother
but wanna make peace with friends
yeah wanna make money, not beef with friends
like you give me brain
it ain’t for my benefit
sorry, if i feel t**th it ends
no chita, no chata
i already hear blah blah
in 2 zones
give a f*ck about karma
why would you care about our favourite colour?
professor loves green like a farmer
like she want my destiny; she kidding
don’t talk
i got the flow, the bars and rhythm
you ain’t my bae, you’re a hoe stop tripping
ever been close but felt so distant?
already said why i got windows tinted
ain’t a b*tch f*ck the drama
they talk i just hear blah blah
had to k!ll the p*ssy ahan
‘cause i’m wavey on god (yeah i’m wavey on god)
we the winners don’t talk (we the winners don’t talk)
you ain’t a winner don’t walk
you a loser my n*gga you fraud
no handshakes, no greetings (no greetings)
we still grip * we squeezing (we squeezing)
get shot in your leg for no reason
now your soles still bleeding
{chorus : ruch sensei}
yeah my soles bleeding red, jet black with the peanut b*tter inside
k!ll that p*ssy leave it dead
and i brought plan b ‘cause i’m nutting this time
yeah mamacita if you don’t smoke weed then you can bring along your shisha
d*mn lil mama so eager
ain’t done nothing like this i’ll teach her

- ad 20 lyrics

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