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mystik pimps - evillaire lyrics

[intro]
flexxcult records
straight from the frontlines of yorha

[verse 1: krone]
all my n*ggas real, all my n*ggas gon’ survive
if you got a problem, p*ssy n*gga, start a fight
hit you so hard, had you begging for your life
had to smash out, ’cause you the b*tch n*gga type

[verse 2: evillaire]
all black whip, all black gl!ck, hexed up goon with an all black b*tch
evil b*tch, she suck the d*ck, she casting spells just like a witch
bad red b*tch like she came from twitch
but a n*gga like me could never simp, ’cause i’m a f*cking evil pimp
thugging heavy with the yorha clique, b*tch

[verse 3: krone]
b*tch ass n*gga want smoke with the set
i’ma spaz out with the motherf*cking hex
evillaire pull up, give a f*ck n*gga death
krone in this b*tch, finna snap a n*gga leg
swinging on a f*ck n*gga till i’m out of breathе
foul ass n*gga how i’m handing out tech’s
spellcast n*gga, take your mind through thе text
n*gga talking sh*t, but he on the internet
[verse 4: evillaire]
n*gga talking sh*t, n*gga, i ain’t listen sh*t
raw thirty on my d*ck, n*gga, i’ma make this sh*t pop
b*tch want to f*ck, but i only want big top
smoking on the grease while i make the ho’ lip lock
hit my n*gga krone, slide through the big chop
i ain’t squashing sh*t, p*ssy n*gga, you can get robbed
b*tch suck my d*ck and i told the ho’, “good job”
cooling on the hex, kicking sh*t with the yorha
beat a n*gga ass, then i tell him, “go kick rocks”
h*llscape drill, p*ssy n*gga, this ain’t hip*hop
i got the gas and i got the good drop
f*cking on a b*tch, kick her out, she an opp thot
but i might keep her around, ’cause she get good wok
can’t get clocked, ’cause you know it’s still f*ck cops
know i can’t go, f*ck a pig, he can get shot
too flexed up when i’m thugging on the hex block
swing down the ave with the bros, we gon’ spaz out
can’t trust a n*gga or a b*tch, i can’t lack now
call up hexxcult, p*ssy n*gga, it’s a man down
b*tches on my d*ck, got me feeling like the man now
fake kicking sh*t, h*ll nah, i can’t stand around
smoking on the zip, but you know i need a d*mn pound
cooling in the deep, got me feeling like a h*llhound
h*lla hexed up, b*tch, you know i’m so h*ll bound
[outro]
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- evillaire lyrics

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