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san andreas - marcusicon lyrics

[intro]
hole so wide got me looking at the ocean
plus he dry, gotta f*ck her with a potion
toast to why i never kept up wit a roach
and just like gta i’m bout to smoke you
no emotion

[verse 1]
b*tch you on the floor
i been locked in
i would never play
you a has been
we are not the same
we ain’t even twins
hang it up hoe
i already win

[verse 2]
n*gga really out here looking like my bubble guts
tryna style with me i dont appreciate your bubble gut
look like my sh*t, mash can and so mad for what?
who the f*ck are you? talking with a whole boosie cut (what?)
talking all my sh*t, i’d throw you over p.i
b*tch i’m looking good, man i got a good еye
the f*ck i made this for? i don’t еven know why
best believe i slid on it, can’t see where i f*ckin lie
[verse 3]
ouu, in my feelings
this n*gga think he’s a real villain
i ain’t feeling nothing baby what is there to care for?
if i rap bout it, better ask who i send for
what i do? what the b*tch say
got a ps5 but all i play is gta
roblox and doors baby i ain’t got sh*t to prove
like a mean b*tch in a line, you better f*ckin move

[bridge]
that n*gga a bum
beat up like a drum
lemme elaborate, n*gga mash like a thumb
umm, b*tch
hate n*ggas
hate n*ggas so bad
hate n*ggas, hate n*ggas, hate n*ggas, hate n*ggas
hate n*ggas, hate n*ggas, hate n*ggas, hate n*ggas
hate n*ggas, hate n*ggas
all my life, haha
(hate n*ggas, hate n*ggas, hate n*ggas, hate n*ggas)
yeah

[verse 4]
yeah, said
that b*tch in the black?
that’s me in the racks
i don’t give a f*ck bout you
n*ggas busy playing tough
i’m a real bandit hoe (and low)
b*tch, i’m cold
say all you want bout me better stay in your place
got 50 bad b*tches that could scr*pe off your lace
50 mad n*ggas who would take off your face
b*tch i don’t fight, i’d spray you with mace
like
[verse 5]
hole so wide gat me looking at the ocean
p*ssy dry, ain’t no f*ckin with the lotion
(am i) ‘post to lie? i don’t fake up all this motion
hips so wide tryna get this waist on slim
on the floor, no ups
is you hopin?
plus this b*tch can’t pull, give them something
better tuck, gotta get that b*tch a lil paul puff
run up on you cindy style
bite up with no coleslaw

- marcusicon lyrics

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