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sxxll fxxk - biever boys lyrics

[intro: jlb & blush age]
yuh yah, skull f-ck
skull f-ck, skull f-ck, skull f-ck, m-th–f-ck, skull f-ck, what!
get it, get it, b-tch!
woh! yeah, yeah

[verse 1: blush age]
i am sick in the head, b-tch
i will rip you to shreds, b-tch
i got bills like i’m benjamin
all my pockets full, so empty them
p-ssing p-ssive m-ssive -sses
back it up and smack it down
back in trashy casual -ss-ssins
you can tap me out
placid, placid, man, they practice backing out the alley now
my bad b-tch got my snazzy att-tude
like it nasty when she pin me down
f-ck with your manny house and your cabaret
i might take your momma to the doggy house and make her stay
i got new beamer, color yellow, beekeeper
honey, honey f-cking in my hive
who needs her?
selling ziplocks full of medicine to teeners
i got em all addicted like some blood to mosquiters

[chorus: blush age]
yeah, yeah, skull f-ck, yeah
woh! what! yeah!
skull f-ck! skull f-ck! skull f-ck! skull f-ck!
skull f-ck! skull f-ck! skull f-ck! skull f-ck! yeah!
skull f-ck! what! skull f-ck! what! skull f-ck! what!
skull f-ck! f-ck it up!

[verse 2: holuma]
my heart is dark just like the benz
my scope got a cartier lens
aim it at you and your mans
look at the shots that i send
he froze when pulled out the ten
he froze when i pulled out the tech
he froze when i aimed at his neck
he froze with the ice on my neck
and the ice on my rings
hit em once, i make him ring
hit a high note, make her sing
iceland where i got my bling
i land where i got my team
off of the jet
two toned pateks
two just to flex
sign off a check
and its signed out to trex
we got up next
girls love my scent
give me the text
soon i give em good s-x
rugers on deck
luger like lex
beats that i’m on
‘cause these b-tches i own
always
only place i be fitting in these days is my balmains
in these new designer brand shoes, i shouldn’t be balling
but when my shots go up, crowds come down and they start calling
when those shots are falling, yuh

[bridge: nuberius]
you ain’t sh-t, you’s a b-tch!
you ain’t sh-t, you’s a b-tch!
you ain’t sh-t, you’s a b-tch!
you ain’t sh-t, you’s a b-tch!
you ain’t sh-t, you’s a b-tch!
you ain’t sh-t, you’s a b-tch!
you ain’t sh-t, you’s a b-tch!
you ain’t sh-t, you’s a b-tch!

[verse 3: nuberius]
headbangers gather around
crank that sh-t up, make it loud
yell to the powers at work
back the f-ck up you lil twerp

feel like smokepurpp
stomp these n-gg-s like dirt
hop in that whip then i skirt
they say i’m different
b-tches, you acting so ignorant
they call me white, but, you looked at my pigment

shut the f-ck up, i’m just ending you hoes
get off me, bih, let me hand you these blows
talking bout y’all just f-cks up with my flow
forgiveness is weak 42 in a choke hold, woh

- biever boys lyrics

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