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south side shorty - ​eskimolord lyrics

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[intro]
all these f*ckin’ haters
suck on my f*ckin’ d*ck
bread

[hook: eskimolord]
it’s the south side shorty with a f*ckin’ .45
all my opps boutta fall like it’s 1929
sellin’ **** on the market, profits never ever decline
and you should call me johnny, ‘cause i’mma ride ’til i die
it’s the south side shorty with a f*ckin’ .45
all my opps boutta fall like it’s 1929
sellin’ **** on the market, profits never ever decline
and you should call me johnny, ‘cause i’mma ride ‘til i die

[verse 1: toxicfrost]
3 in the morning, and you know i’m always pouring
lift shirt, that’s a stick, better run i’ll make it quick
414 now, finna put the dead down
treat it like i wear a crown
b*tch you know this my town
always got me thinking
lean is what i’m always drinking
pop a bullet ’til you leaking
got you dead before you blinking
smokin blunts with eskimo
make it rain, we make it snow
cashing all these f*ckin checks
b*tch you know i gotta flex
[hook: eskimolord]
it’s the south side shorty with a f*ckin’ .45
all my opps boutta fall like it’s 1929
sellin’ **** on the market, profits never ever decline
and you should call me johnny, ‘cause i’mma ride ‘til i die
it’s the south side shorty with a f*ckin’ .45
all my opps boutta fall like it’s 1929
sellin’ **** on the market, profits never ever decline
and you should call me johnny, ‘cause i’mma ride ‘til i die

[verse 2: eskimolord]
b*tch i’m on a trip
drank is spilling out my lips
frosty with that 40 clip
like supreme, he’ll make you drip
414 is what i rep until my motherf*cking death, b*tch
next, i’ll haunt you from my rotting flesh
put you in coffin, if you don’t ever f*ckin’ stop talkin
just a puddle on the floor, like some gore
grind some more
well, you know my mind’s at war
why not worsen it some more
yeah i’ll get a f*ckin’ case
if you don’t stop playin’
you know i’m affiliated with satan
[hook: eskimolord]
it’s the south side shorty with a f*ckin’ .45
all my opps boutta fall like it’s 1929
sellin’ **** on the market, profits never ever decline
and you should call me johnny, ‘cause i’mma ride ‘til i die
it’s the south side shorty with a f*ckin’ .45
all my opps boutta fall like it’s 1929
sellin’ **** on the market, profits never ever decline
and you should call me johnny, ‘cause i’mma ride ‘til i die

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