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yoko - helltown lyrics

chorus (lui baphomet)

imma fly off in the gunman, (yuh)
you is a bot like a gundam
d*mn think that my gun jammed
blam, now you gon run man

i f*ck her she stutter like evel knievel, (okay okay)
a daredevil floozy and stuntman
give f*cks but not f*ck ‘bout your husband, (gang)
get f*cked by my k she a russian

verse 1 (lui baphomet)

hey f*ck hit em up till they hurtin’, (hey f*ck)
and no death for me never certain, (no)
committed to murder so you getting murked is for certain no creeping no lurking

don’t need to ride to die (die)
just need to ride the high (high)
i don’t need the piece to fight (wе don’t)
you still getting pieced tonight (okay)

dummy got cut likе the pizza pie
got no peace of mind they want piece of mines (my mind)
shawty got cake like a piece of pie it appease the mind when she pleasing mines
show you who’s indebted we take flesh right to the pound
yeah we came from drown, we take the metal to the mouth

chorus (lui baphomet)

imma fly off in the gunman
you is a bot like a gundam
d*mn think that my gun jammed
blam, now you gon run man (yeah)

i f*ck her she stutter like evel knievel, (okay okay)
a daredevil floozy and stuntman
give f*cks but not f*ck ‘bout your husband, (gang)
get f*cked by my k she a russian

verse 2 (kid kodra)

they ask who the illest, go mind ur own business cause sekira spread the sickness in village, invade it the quickest now you on the hit list, beg me to fix it, blades gon get to nicking

just call it a blood let
hook nose and black gloves to cover the stenches
sicko got gack oz that sharpen ur senses
baph bring that extension it get to heart wrenching don’t come in our mentions
(yuh die slow)

put holes in you till you look like a spud, strap on me, like i’m a stud (that’s me)
so come and get some, your jaw will get spun
head holes like two bagels potato potato, (ha ha)
peel off in a harley when i’m done getting gnarly, (what)
peel face off your darling when we getting naughty, (yuh)
put her in wheel chair like canadian aubrey, (yuh yuh yuh)
she told me you ought to be called batty boy sorry (ha ha ha ha)

back shots for her if i’m feeling degeneres, (boom boom)
and yes i’m an assh0l* on some lesbian ellen sh*t, (gimme da loot)
don’t act hard cause i hate thespian selling sh*t, (wee*oo)
hit a l!ck on you p*ssy i’m nice w cunnilingusitics (slurp)

cocaine in your blood stream to heal your diseases
soak ‘em in acid and on ur body put leeches, (okay)
your humors are geeking no i’m not cheesing
gat temperamental it might leave you in pieces (yahoo)

cause imma jit sanguine and gl!ck spring into action, (uh huh)
got yellow bile yellow belly yes i’m young and hot headed, (yuh)
corpse mature black bile surround the sickly fallen dead, (okay)
spirits low age old like knov temps cold and nose is leaking phlegm

guess i gave you dyscrasia we can get crazier, (huh)
piece split eardrum till you see colors synthesia
and put a horse plague on you and your bloodline, (blah)
how’s this for your headline french fries?
chorus (lui baphomet)

imma fly off in the gunman, (yuh)
you is a bot like a gundam
d*mn think that my gun jammed
blam, now you gon run man

i f*ck her she stutter like evel knievel, (okay okay)
a daredevil floozy and stuntman
give f*cks but not f*ck ‘bout your husband, (gang)
get f*cked by my k she a russian

verse 3 (sicko)

please be my baby, swandle you in khakis
dump you in a taxi truck, leave you in a alley
i just want a little touch to save me
roll me up that purple leave me hazy, i’m hazy i’m hazy

drum mag leave you lazy
choppa hold 180
i’m crazy, i’m crazy
boom boom

you stand around selling baggies out a half zip, (b*tch)
you stand around with some rubber in your glock b*tch, (huh)
i stand around with a nozzle and a long tip, (boom)
i lay you out with a glock to your forehead (woah woah woah woah)

woah watch how i be actin’ up, (what)
why this p*ssy be backin’ up, (boom)
shots i call them then bag you up (sicko)
ha*a ha*a

okay like, this not a prop it shoot boom boom boom, (yuh)
this not a glock it boom*boom*boom*boom
enough of that talk it scoop scoop scoop scoop, (okay)
this is h*lltown, salute! (oookay)

scoop, zoe dat, roll up like 10 gs, counting my benjis (ha*a ha*a)
oops, my bad, throw on your pampies, he sh*ttin’ himself i can’t understand him! (boom boom boom)

chorus (lui baphomet)

imma fly off in the gunman, (yuh) (b*tch)
you is a bot like a gundam, (ha*a ha*a)
d*mn think that my gun jammed
blam, now you gon run man!

- helltown lyrics

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