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distortion lords - die perry lyrics

[intro: die perry]
(y*y*you’re so f*cking ruthless) (ayy)
pull up*pull up on that toy, how i’m sh*ttin’ on you n*ggas
like, yeah, my glock is really racist ’cause it do not like n*ggas (boom*boom)
like, yeah, lil’ shawty got braces, she gon’ give my d*ck a splinter (f*ck, haha)
these n*ggas rats and they p*ssy, they be (yuh) really (yuh, ayy) [?]

[verse 1: die perry & craig scissorhands]
ayy, pull up on that gray, (yuh) six*six in the whip (yuh)
triple six on my b*tch, triple six, six*six*six (yuh)
she give top in the whip (yuh, ayy), now she dancin’ on my d*ck (yuh)
call me [?] how the big dog fits (ah)
and yo’ b*tch f*ckin’ on me like a motherf*ckin’ d*ck (ayy)
and her p*ssy macaroni, or some motherf*ckin’ grits (ayy)
and i keep that stick*ick on me, swear to god, that sh*t has tits (oh, woah)
and these n*ggas h*lla funny, they ain’t (ayy) really doin’ sh*t (ah) (hey, f*ck)

[verse 2: craig scissorhands]
[?]
[?] little body, i fill it with [?]
thanks for the verse, i won’t do it tomorrow
you can pay for a verse, it don’t mean that we friends
[?] inside my dms
hit from the back, but you know we not friends
[?] sellin’ that pack, too much that’ll end
i’ma break, bite, break, bite, break, bite (uh)
[?] hittin’ into daylight
yuh [?]
stop talkin’ so much about your g*y rights, yuh (what?)
talkin’ like you know what we came to say
[?]
i got a glock and i shoot at you
bullets [?] you, too
[?] he get hit with the one, two
[?] he don’t know who to talk to (yuh, yeah*yeah)
[verse 3: die perry]
ayy*ayy, fe, fi, fo, k!ll a (yuh) n*gga in his household (ayy)
that b*tch say i’m s*xy, but i told (what?) that b*tch (yuh) look too old (oh)
ayy, obliterate n*ggas, we generate n*ggas (yuh)
f*ck all these n*ggas, we k!llin’ these n*ggas (ayy)
ayy, f*ck these n*ggas, pull out .22s (heh*heh)
give ’em twenty shots (what?) like a doctor do (okay)
get my name out yo’ mouth, that what b*tches do (b*tches?)
put a gun to my face if you k!ller, too (yuh, f*ck)
and yo’ b*tch always askin’ for [?] too (yuh)
(uh) why she all on my d*ck tryna make a move? (yuh)
ayy, yuh, stay on my d*ck, n*ggas think i’m cool (haha)
how you swingin’ a pu— (ayy), a f*ckin’ fool (ayy)

[verse 4: die perry]
yeah, gas*gas*gas on me*on me
yeah, i’m (yuh) skatin’ on n*ggas (yuh), i’m like (yuh) tech deck
yeah, yo’ b*tch said she want s*x*s*x, huh (yuh)
when i rip, you rip (yuh), no beyblade sh*t (yuh)
yeah, dj ken, you f*ckin’ play that sh*t (ha)
yeah, nick*nick*nick*nick*nick*nick
like cannon (yuh), i’m blastin’ these n*ggas (yuh, you alright?)
yeah, i’ll do a roundabout (yuh), k!ll all these f*ckin’ clowns (yuh, ayy*ayy)
hi, my name chris brown (yuh), look at me right now (yuh)
twenty on his head (what?) no harriet tubman (yuh)
n*ggas f*ckin’ (yuh) weird, they f*ckin’ their cousin
we get this sh*t (ayy) cheaper by the f*ckin’ dozen
yeah, these n*ggas wanna be (what?) it’s ’cause they be buzzin’
[outro: die perry]
wait (buzzin’), you get it? ’cause, you know
like, bee, buzzing?
whatever, f*ck, nlm
haha

- die perry lyrics

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