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s-m-l - bowser jr lyrics

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[verse 1]
now, let me talk the facts, that boy cody really g*y, putting ken on his lap
and i, and i try to relax, but my people too hype, put the beats on his back
in a, in a phantom, no tax, i pull up, i pull out, but i’m always on gas like, i’m
and, i feel like a kid, remember days i was chubby, now i’m lookin’ fit
and these bullets the feds, cause these bullets gonna send you a ticket to god
i ain’t trusting no chef, cause the last time i did, he put flames on my bed
i ain’t chillin’ no more, they some b*tches, d*mn, d*mn, like, they some*
and it really get rough, everybody on d*ck when we up in the club
everybody get lit, call me j*r for short, i be showing the love
and i know that i’m tough, and i might play with thomas, but still keep a gun
s*m*l, s*m*l
s*s*s*s

[bridge 1]
s*m*l, poota, poota, poota, poota, poota, poota
s*m*l, poota, poota, poota, poota, poota, poota
s*m*l, poota, poota, poota, poota, poota, poota
s*m*l, poota, poota, poota, poota, poota, poota

[verse 2: joseph]
i keep sticks in this sh*t, like it’s florida
sml, this sh*t worth every dollar
couple 30’s and glocks in the holda’
and i live a big, balla’
might be homeless, but i’m not a talker
catch a hater, i go, peter parker
she did bad everytime, i can’t call her
me and junior, we do every sort*up
he get beat, trying to talk on my father
too awake, i can’t sleep, gotta [?] up
i was rich, lost my money in poverty
win some, lose some, that’s how life is, n*gga
[bridge 2: junior & joseph]
s*m*l (what?, huh?)
like, s*m*l (d*mn)
s*m*l (go, junior)
s*m*l (go, junior)
s*m*l (go, junior)
s*m*l (go, junior)
s*m*l (go, junior)
s*m*l (go, junior)
s*m*l, we in the buildin’
s*m*l, d*mn, s*m*l (go!)
s*m*l, d*mn, s*m*l (sml gang!)
s*m*l, d*mn, s*m*l (huh?)
s*m*l, s*m*l (aye)
s*m*l, d*mn, s*m*l (d*mn)
s*m*l, d*mn, s*m*l (okay)
s*m*l, d*mn, s*m*l
s*m*l, s*m*l (f*ck?)

[outro: junior]
f*ck they mean?
sml gangsters
b*tch, we do this sh*t
cop the merch
d*mn, d*mn, d*mn, let’s
s*m*l
they don’t know who really started this sh*t

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