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comeback - clout camo lyrics

(verse 1)
f-ck on that b-tch
d-ck on her lip
f-ck on her sister and skrt in the whip
all of my homies got beans out the coup
all of my shooters got signs out that roof
she wanna party like a rockstar (aye)
she wanna f-ck like a popstar (ooh)
ima eat the p-ssy like a poptart (yeah)
ima skrt off like its nascar (zoom)
f-ck on that b-tch
talk all that sh-t
smokin gelato b-tch off of the drip
drop top coup and my foreign is a st-tch
squad deep in the bag pull up it’s a rip

(verse 2)
so i wake up in the morning and i pop a f-ckin pill
got the bloodl-st on my mind, wanna get my knife and k!ll
and i pop around with choppas tell em let’s make a deal
and i get my glock and pop and they be asking you for real?
oh let’s barter
i’ll work harder
hit it from the back
just like a mortar
i got the mags
and you know i catch bags
y’all are just f-gs
so get off my back

(verse 3)
ching-chong she suckin on my ding-dong
hit em with the wing-wong then i sing a sweet song
i’m chiefin on the bing bong, fat like i’m king kong, neil like i’m armstrong (aye)
boolin on a bad b-tch
dead in a casket
glock and i blast it
suck on my fat d-ck
weed got me real sick
hit from the back quick
aye

- clout camo lyrics

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