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exhaust - john forza lyrics

(verse 1: john forza)
d*mn my ni**a, ain’t you tired of this?
gotta mod my exhaust
pour in the coolant for antifrost
i ain’t no yellow or a ricer
but modded cars are just d*mn nicer
i gotta fix up my v12
you a p*do, she 12
zo***ile wanna touch a cat
i gotta mount my cad’
my catalytic converter gonna save her
and all the other predatory victims lurking out there
because p*****iles are toxins and need to be exterminated
terminated
p**os are d*mn percolated
like r. kelly just urinated
through the cracks of society
electronic hierarchy
hop on gr**dr like a p**o minor finder
ni**a better get into hiding
adam’s respect declining
they say it helps you find inner peace?
someone call the d*mn police

(verse 2: lil b*tthead)
yuh, yuh, yuh, exhaust
dropping 6 mil like the holocaust
spending all these racks, i don’t care the cost
f***ing on this b***h, she’s a f***ing t**t
living life like i’m the king with not single f***ing thought
i can only sit here and guess
because now i’m with the best
f***ing round with the lambo like it a matchbox
and you say adam won the beef?
shut up with your tiny little c**k
(break: john forza)
yeah!
“but now this strange, unearthly creature
returns to petrify every human being who crosses her path”
screw them fake a** ni***s
(by now there were no more screams)
(by now there were no more, by now there were no more)
“what is it your afraid of?”
(‘fraid of)
straight heat, ni**a
(of a body that’s turned to stone)
album of the year, ni**a!
“she comes to life, and brings death to those that look upon her face”

(chorus: john forza, justxn paul)
versace greek medusas, (yeah!) turn my heart to stone (yeah!)
i was cold at night, i was alone, i*
(i was cold at night, i was alone, i*)
versace greek medusas, (yeah!) turn my heart to stone (yeah!)
i was cold at night, i was alone, i*
(i was cold at night, i was alone, i*)

(verse 3: kanye west, john forza)
everything she was doin’ was cool, but it ain’t ralph though
might have gave me h**d in the pool, that ain’t your mouth though
might have caught you clappin’ every sunday at church
you still ratchet cause they play your favorite song and you twerk
designer purse on your arm, ’bout the size of a duffle bag
and them brand new t***ies cost a couple racks
feelin’ on a girl’s a** with a troubled past
chainsmokin’ every day, at least a couple packs
you know i always hit you deeper than a baritone
bone you with my jewelry on, that’s a herringbone
hotter than arizon’, fresher than aerosol
these c****m rappin’ a** ni***s wasn’t ever raw
it’s aiight but it ain’t ralph though (yeah!)
and unless your money talkin’ keep your mouth closed (yeah!)
we smokin’ indo outdoor, in palo alto
if this party ain’t got h**s my intro’s my outro (yeah!)
(chorus/outro: justxn paul)
versace greek medusas, turn my heart to stone
i was cold at night, i was alone, i*
(i was cold at night, i was alone, i*)
versace greek medusas, turn my heart to stone
i was cold at night, i was alone, i*
(i was cold at night, i was alone, i*)

- john forza lyrics

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