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joker - hazy t lyrics

you laugh you a joker, i’m bendin her over, you last in the closure, i’m feeding her motor, you asked for a smoker i’m leaving n odor, you pass her right over and i feed her a boulder, her feet are right over, her needs for my b*n*r, i please her i moan her/ her knees are just shaking, no need for no faking, the bees and we making, the birds in the bacon/ f*ck narcs leave em aching, hard knock n i’m rated, bars awful i hate it, of course i’m the son of the one you call satan, i love to make fun of who we started chasin, you placed in the cabin i’ll mask it i’m jason, i made it a habit to have it for payment, i made this a classic a trap star i’m famous, i’ll fade you so fast that your fabric gon taste it, you name me thats savage but caskets will trade it/
100 round drum and its painting the lot, you came from the fun i came for the opps, i lay it a ton of the green n the slop, i say it ain’t done till they cleaning with mops, ain’t no safe place to run cause i see you like swat, you playing the game based on me i don’t stop, the way to the bank count the green i’m off, get to freeing the gang n i mean that on top/
yuh/
i’m cooking the slaps that’ll take over b*tch, you pulling the straps n i’m fading your sh*t, the tools in the trap n i’m making a hit, put who in the past just from shaking your sh*t, cook you in the bath that i’m baking in b*tch, you n your math ain’t no faking i’m rich, put you on the map and you facing the switch, slicing yo face n i’m beethoven b*tch
haze in your place and i take over b*tch
my place is the stakes and i’m facing a b*tch
erasing the names cause i’m sp*cing the clip
my name is displayed she got faith in the d*ck, i cause pain in a b*tch, scar face in your sh*t, moms hate you a snitch, mobs placed in your sh*ts, cost paid from your wists, cross fade you with hits, my names is the sh*ts, pompaii let it rip, all hate to admit, i’m way too legit and way too paid to commit dope game ain’t the same when you bang with the hits, cocaine in her brain you ain’t gang witta us b*tch, hoe came with the same of the lamest of chicks both banged but her name is i don’t know b*tch, i was on her toll hits, i was honor roll b*tch, cause i gotta lot a sh*t smoke a lot i buy i zip, home to ma i gotta p*ss, to her i don’t lie to sh*t, hold on i lie a bit, the soda ain’t mine to sip, its for cooking a line of jib/

roaming the floors i’m like chucky you dead, hold no remorse you a bucktee i spread, i’m coming with force stuck inside n you scared lay a slug in your ass n i’m beating the block, come to the path got a key to the lock, open the doors to the beast with a glock, she post the divorce cause i’m heat with the c*ck, feeling my jeans and she need what she want, i beat you to death and your t**th are all gone, i meet you in h*ll when its me to get got, you speak i don’t tell got no fear in the opps, you leak out your sh*ll when you appear on my block, at least i don’t smell in no fear cause i’m hot/ lethal branded to my name, oh he a bndt not a lame, diesel smoke inside my brain, oh best believe i’m woke sane, had to leave my home for pain, to gain my goal of higher thangs, pay in full or my crew bangs, hate to pull out all these ranks, i fade you fool now leave the set, you stayed now you regret/ because i got more bank, got a lot more stank, and the cost don’t thank my past/ they thank me now/

- hazy t lyrics

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