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knuckles - celestial gate lyrics

[verse i: ilostmari]

im finna grip on her titties huh
im bobbin i make dat b*tch whitney huh
if im sliding, im coppin wit 50’s huh
n*ggas can’t see what i see in my cup
gotta little bitta wok, might leave da kid stuck
might tell dat boy to stop, fore i hit his ass up
all these n*ggas wanna talk but they literally suck
what the f*ck, uhm
i could put his brain on my knuckles huh
150 in the whip and ion buckle up
she gon glitter on my d*ck and i lit a b*tch up
you gon fiddle wit the stick, n*ggas literally suck
im big ass pup, you a little league cuck
can’t name time that mari gave a f*ck

[verse ii: sin4$iah]

n0body f*ckin wit me
if that boy want smoke send his ass to the medic
i got my choppa b*tch you know that im spazzing
b*tch im posted up with full automatics
50 my drum it send yo ass to heaven
drop the location you know i bring static
i k!lled her dad turn that b*tch to a b*st*rd
now imma make her the dirtiest dancer
[hook: mari, $iah]
i could put ya brain on my knuckles
i could put ya brain on my knuckles
i could put ya brain on my knuckles
i could put ya brain on my knuckles

- celestial gate lyrics

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