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blue cheese - ghost magneto lyrics

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[chorus]
pockets full of blue cheese, i go choppin’ that lettuce
i’m rollin’ in style, though, [?]
she lovin’ magneto that b-tch got a fetish
i ball in the game, got me feelin’ athletic
i balmain my jean used to rock [?]
these n-gg-s just jealous the stories they telling
they lying, they plottin’ i stay with my weapon
long as i’m getting mine you can keep all the extra
cup full of syrup i be full of that texas
i pop me a perc and get full of that cet
you gon cry in a bentley or cry in a lexus
she don’t f-ck with rookies she know i’m a vet
and i f-ck with you shawty i can’t even flex
when i get in that p-ssy it feel like the wettest
we get high and we f-ck and we can’t feel no stressin’
you sent straight from heaven you truly a blessin’

[verse 1: bg kenny lou]
know the street can get deadly when you chasin’ fetti
she tellin’ me lies think i go for whatever
i act like i buy it let her think she clever
i won’t even sweat i’m a natural finesser
since i jumped in the street been applying that pressure
you play with my gang we gon’ teach you a lesson
get put on a cross don’t get put on a stretcher
i got too much muscle so i ain’t even gotta flex
and she all on my d-ck asking when i’mma scoot her
she say i act fake and i ain’t even blew her
she stay on her knees and i stay getting’ chewed up
squeezin’ that glock ‘till it’s straight boy i’m juiced up
hunnid young n-gg-s you know we all tooled up
i been a boy since a man yeah i grew up
been whackin’ sh-t my best friend is a shooter
and b-tch i’m the one and my name is ken lou

[chorus]
pockets full of blue cheese, i go choppin’ that lettuce
i’m rollin’ in style, though, [?]
she lovin’ magneto that b-tch got a fetish
i ball in the game, got me feelin’ athletic
i balmain my jean used to rock [?]
these n-gg-s just jealous the stories they telling
they lying, they plottin’ i stay with my weapon
long as i’m getting mine you can keep all the extra
cup full of syrup i be full of that texas
i pop me a perc and get full of that cet
you gon cry in a bentley or cry in a lexus
she don’t f-ck with rookies she know i’m a vet
and i f-ck with you shawty i can’t even flex
when i get in that p-ssy it feel like the wettest
we get high and we f-ck and we can’t feel no stressin’
you sent straight from heaven you truly a blessin’

[verse 2: ghost magneto]
b-tch i got a pocket full of cheese i been trappin’ these p
b-tch on her knees she expressin’ her needs
i’m like “baby i don’t rock like that, i’m so low key”
b-tch i’m so cmp so don’t speak with me creep
know that you heard that i’m deep in these street
bust a n-gg- -ss if he speak on the team
b-tch never done f-cked on a n-gg- like me
my shooters overseas no my jeweler’s supreme
smokin’ on cookies and cream i’m a legend
already they scootin’ up for me
when i tell her i want her, she pull off of me
all yo’ n-gg-s chabron all of my n-gg-s street
all the youngin’ they rootin’ for me
i’m in love with blue cheese that sh-t do some to me
we ain’t doin’ no hidin’ every day we outside, n-gg- try it
sendin’ shots at the team

[chorus]
pockets full of blue cheese, i go choppin’ that lettuce
i’m rollin’ in style, though, [?]
she lovin’ magneto that b-tch got a fetish
i ball in the game, got me feelin’ athletic
i balmain my jean used to rock [?]
these n-gg-s just jealous the stories they telling
they lying, they plottin’ i stay with my weapon
long as i’m getting mine you can keep all the extra
cup full of syrup i be full of that texas
i pop me a perc and get full of that cet
you gon cry in a bentley or cry in a lexus
she don’t f-ck with rookies she know i’m a vet
and i f-ck with you shawty i can’t even flex
when i get in that p-ssy it feel like the wettest
we get high and we f-ck and we can’t feel no stressin’
you sent straight from heaven you truly a blessin’

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